My baby boy is not perfect, by any means.
It would be boring if he was.
For example, now he makes this "stink face" about five hundred times a day...
He hates getting dressed. The boy would stay naked all day...but I tell him that until he has his own house he can't sit around in his undies, er, diaper all day. So I endure the tortured screams of protest when I try to put his arms through the armholes of his shirts. I actually find the screams pretty funny. In turn, he finds it hilarious when I make "po-po" siren noises and announce "naked baby alert!"
He still doesn't sleep through the night. I have beautiful mama friends whose babies somehow slept through the night since eight weeks. But Cormac, he still likes to awake after four hours for a bottle. Sometimes even twice!
Okay, that is it. That is all I can think of to "complain" about. Life with Baby is good.
He is crawling now -- so fun! He prefers to crawl to the following things: my laptop, vents, doors, towers of blocks that I stack over and over, and, of course water bottles. Oh, and he loves my toenails, especially when painted bright colors.
He still weighs around 18.5 pounds - when I had to buy a new size in diapers I nearly wept. Is that weird?
Still no teeth...but various nights where he {and we} were miserable with teething.
Favorite food is green beans. Least favorite? Bananas.
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I will forever remember this photo shoot as 'the one where you had a red, runny nose and just looked plain sick.'
Luckily, I eventually got a few smiles out. :)
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Whoa...just realized how much his hair has grown in the last couple months.
I'm never cutting it!
{says the neurotic new mama}
Happy monday, my blog loves!
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