This new scrunched up belly laugh is my favorite thing ever.
I love seeing your toothless mouth crack up.
Your smile literally lights up the room.
You smile from Ear to Ear anytime anyone glances in your direction.
Between 4 and 6:30.
I know I’m going to Jinx it, but you’ve been doing awesome with your sleeping.
I love peeking in on you while you sleep.
You’re working very hard at learning to sit…
…But you always end up in a face-plant after a couple seconds.
And from then on…
You babble a TON.
Some of that involves high pitched squealing.
You are using your hands like a pro now and you’re learning to put your own paci back in your mouth.
I’ve been looking forward to this.
Now if time could just freeze.
Right this minute, that would be great.
You’re sleeping from 6:30 pm to around 6 am.
You get your paci 1-2 times a night.
6:00 am you get an 8oz bottle.
8:00 am you take a little snooze.
Once you wake up, we usually head out to enjoy the beautiful days we’ve been having.
You love going in the stroller. I don’t hear a peep from you and you tend to fall asleep 3 minutes before we get home!!
You get an other 8 oz bottle around 12:00 when you (and Chloe) go down for a nap.
Your schedule goes crazy at this point and depending on the length of your nap, you’ll usually nap once or twice more in the afternoon.
At 6:30 you get your last 8oz bottle and you’re out.
Ohhh yeah… You also get 2-3 oz of prune juice at some point during your day.
You tend to give back an ounce or so of it soon afterwards.
I don’t blame you.
That stuff is NASTY.
Yes. We still call you midget.
You are just so dang petite. We can’t help it.
But don’t worry, you’ll outgrow it soon I’m sure.
You still enjoy your swing once in a while but you can now grab the butterflies and you alligator roll in it even though you’re strapped in, so your days in this are numbered.
Unless you’ve been there too long in which case you don’t find it fun or funny anymore.
I think this may be my new favorite picture of you:
I can’t stand it. You smile CONSTANTLY.
Like, pinch-your-cheeks-and-blow-raspberries can’t stand it.
And… What’s awesome?
I think you may just be a mama’s girl.