After a late night last night, I was naively hoping that Little Bear would cooperate and sleep in, and we'd just go to a later Mass. No such luck. He was up--very angry about it, but totally unwilling to go back to sleep--by 7:30, so we all rolled out of bed and threw on dress clothes and made it to our usual 9:00 Mass. I think he may be teething again; I can't come up with any other reason for all of his yelling today, and he's been biting recently.
Little Bear and I were in and out of the cry room and the social hall for much of Mass. Why does he sit still quietly on my lap in the cry room, behaving perfectly, and then melt down again as soon as we go back out to sit with Daddy? I don't understand.
Polka-dot blouse: Sears
Black tee: JoAnns
Red pencil skirt: thrifted
Black Mary Jane wedges: thrifted
...And I just realized that you can't see the shoes because there's a little monster clinging to my skirt, but you've seen the same pair many times before. I am so glad that it is fall-becoming-winter; dark reds just don't seem right on me in summer, and I really like red-black and red-black-white combinations. This outfit probably should have waited for another week, though, given how fussy Little Bear was: halfway through Mass he became convinced that he needed to eat, even though he'd just eaten before we left the house, and nursing was pretty much impossible in this! I'll try it again on a happier morning.