Davis was so fussy... I don't know if he maybe could sense that I wasn't feeling great or quite up to par and he could feel my frustration I'm sure. We decided to get out of the house and distract ourselves from our crappy moods. It worked... We went to Sam's and stocked up on diapers and what's hopefully our last can of formula. We found the cutest shoes there for Davis too! Little Puma's! I had to get some of course! Afterwards we went to Papa and Nana's to watch the game. It didn't go well there either, Davis was still not in a good mood and I ended up putting him in the car and driving around to get him to sleep. Then we went back and watched the rest of the game... ugh! Thank god he went to bed without a fuss. Now he's back to being the sweet little boy I usually think of him as.
His jacket gave him static in his hair, Nana is demonstrating... 
