So Fionn is 8 months old tomorrow, and I have totally done NOTHING on this for so long.
Life is little busier than I expected with the little guy and every day is a new adventure. I will try to catch up by remembering things from photos. I will get a bunch posted while His Nibs sleeps.
Fionn has had so many thrilling days. He's a busy guy, and we do loads of interesting stuff. Yesterday he had his first Gymboree class. I don't think he knew quite what to make of it all. All those other babies, the loud crazy kid music (F is used to more of a BBC Radio One kind of playlist, despite Rory's pleas for me to play more classical music), the bright-coloured gym equipment, and the clowns, it was sensory overload.
He went to Ireland to get Christened with his cousin Amelie (who is my only Godchild), and went to Donegal with all the Blaneys. He was an angel on the plane and shocked everyone on it.
Finny also does trivia on Thursday nights, goes to the gym with mommy, visits the dog park with Jinky, goes to the mall to meet his girlfriend Chelsea for lunch and a bit of shopping, and loves to visit Grandma and Grandpa, and Oma and Opa.
Guess who just woke up. I'll post again soon. Sooner than 6 months; I promise!