This morning baby was up at about 5:30a. Uhg. We had some breakfast, but he was still cranky and tugging on my shirt. We sat in our chair and nursed, and because it was only about 7:15, I hadn't gotten him dressed yet. He fell asleep nursing, and I put him in his crib so I could get some stuff done. At about 8:15, I look in and he's still askeep! I get all our lunches together, get his clothes out, everything ready to go once he wakes up.
We have to leave the house at 8:35 to make to daycare, do the drop off, kiss goodbye, so I catch the bus at 9:01 and be down in the subway at 9:07, get the 9:10 train to work, and be at my desk at 9:50 (10, if I stop for coffee).
But at 8:30, he's still asleep.
So I pick him up and put him in the stroller, hoping he'll stay asleep. I cover him with his coat and try to get a hat on him. Of course he wakes up, but it's too late to put clothes on him, so we go anyway.
We get to daycare and I bring his clothes in, ready to explain that we didn't have time to get dressed, when I hear ...
"QUE LINDO!!!! HE LOOKS LIKE A BABY!!!"
Apparently the way I dress him does not bring out the fact that he is a baby. But only babies wear footy pajamas. "Everyday he comes and he looks like a big boy, but today he's still a baby!"