The Morning After

Even though Sydney was up until 9:30 Saturday night (2 hours past her normal bedtime), she was still up at 6:30 Sunday morning. We played in the hotel room for a little while, waiting for everyone else to get up for the day.

Little Miss Attitude gets a bath.

My blue jean baby enjoys a Sleep Number bed. She also enjoyed playing with the remote. I think she thought it was a phone - she kept putting it up to her ear and saying "o?"

Daddy wanted to make sure he had a fork for his cake, so he saved his fork in his tux pocket. Turns out he didn't need it and he found the spare fork in his tux pocket the morning after.

Aunt Victoria, Uncle Dan, and Sydney, finally sporting her garter, at breakfast.

Dan and Sydney vogue at OCB.

Sydney obviously didn't get enough music last night. She sat in her high chair at breakfast dancing to the classical music from her Baby Einstein "ghetto blaster."