3 months have already come and gone. Who would have thunk it? Your Dad and I are at a mix of emotions about how old you are. On one hand we feel like it was just yesterday. On the other hand we feel like it has been a lifetime. I don't mean that in a bad way, we just can't picture what our lives were like before you.
You are a really funny kid. I'm not just saying it. You're a bit of a drama queen. You cry and laugh at the same time because you can't make up your mind. You smile at me every morning when I come to get you out of bed. It's the best part of my day. I have a hard time getting your Daddy to come to bed because he rocks you to sleep at night, he says that's the best part of his day. So as you can tell, we are still smitten. We aren't going to put you back in the womb so you can quit being all cute and stuff.
This month was the best. You've grown out of most of your crankiness and you are really showing your adorable little personality. You love your hands so much that you try to stick them in your mouth all at once. This usually results in you gagging, choking, or spitting up. It's a really awesome game. You weigh 14 pounds. You are LONG. You are already too long for some of your 6 month pajamas.
We take morning starbucks trips and I suspect you are becoming interested in this thing called espresso. Well, forget it missy. You have to stick to decaf. I kid. But you are eating cereal now. You get so excited when I stick the spoon in your mouth. Maybe one day we will get to actually feed you some meat and Daddy will have to finally quit teasing about it.
Your smile is seriously contagious and I am so thankful to call you mine.
Some pictures from your third month of life.
Holding your baba
















