Three Months

I love this kid. Three months have gone by so quickly, and he's getting cuter every day (despite the old man hairdo that is thankfully only visible from the back).

I love his smile. It's enough to melt anyone's heart! Combine it with his eyes and I'm a goner!

I love that he giggles when I clap his feet.

I love that when he's tired he yawns, gets a little fussy, and then I put him in his crib and he falls asleep on his own (NONE of my other children did this. He's a dream baby, I tell you).

I love that he rolls from his tummy to his back.

I love that his burps and other gaseous emissions can put a grown man to shame. I especially love it when he demonstrates this during church.

I love that he's flexible. He fits his naps in whenever he can- at the park, in the grocery store, on a walk.....and he's perfectly okay with a baby wipe rub down instead of a bath.

I love that he's mostly okay with his siblings mauling him constantly. He tolerates it well, but it drives ME crazy!

I love our chats, especially the ones where he has to keep his binky in while he's talking. LOVE that sound!

I love that he crosses his ankles while I'm feeding him Ü