So Luca hasn't been feeling well. We will get to that in a minute.
The other day he woke up at 5:30 in the morning. Me and 5:30 are not friends. At all. So I got him a bottle--the only thing basically that he has been able to keep down. He drank it all, and more and then crashed out next to me on the bed. I tried to move him over at one point so I could get some more sleep too, and he flipped out and scooted himself as close to me as possible.

I was so tired I left him. I stayed so uncomfortable for the rest of time, and squished. Do you see the space between him and the edge of the bed on the left? That was all for me.
He really needed to sleep, so I dealt with it. But I ended up getting up before 8, because it wasn't doing me any good to stay there. I couldn't sleep. I had to run some errands before the first session of conference started. Shockingly, I chose Target. I know none of you would have guessed that.
I made it back for the end of the General Women's meeting that was playing, and Luca was mesmerized by the singing. He stood there and just soaked it all in. That happened several times throughout the sessions, clearly the Mo Tab needs to be around the house more!
I was coloring some more of Luca's new church activity book while they finished up and the first session started. Luca and dad shared a creamy all matching and stuff.
The choir was singing during this too. He loves music.
After the sessions I remembered I still had to go get beans for the seven layer dip. They only sell the best guatemalan ones at brown stores, so Luca and I headed there after we dropped dad off to go to Priesthood.
We found an baby pumpkin, and I wasn't going to get it until Luca decided to chuck it across the store basically, and everyone was watching us. So we took it. Just so he could suck on the stem.
While we were at Target Luca had some adventures. Those tiny chairs are adorable, and would fit SO much better in the playroom. Birthday time is coming, and Christmas! It has made it on the maybe list.
I did a few loads of laundry that night, Luca loves to help in there. And by help I mean bang on the washer as hard as he can, and eat lint from the trash can. It's fun. I need to figure out where to put my trash can up off the floor. One day.