Isaac is having an exciting week. On Tuesday, he rolled over. On Wednesday, he laughed. Today, he turned 3 months. What will tomorrow bring?
He is the best. Each night around 10ish, he gets restless and tired and I lay him in his crib and he goes right to sleep.
Remember way back in January when I painted that shirt? It felt like forever, but it finally fits! And I'm sure he'll grow out of it before I blink my eyes.
People are so attracted to babies. Everywhere I go, they ask "how old is he?" and without fail exclaim "wow, he's big for ___ months!" To which I always (rather proudly) add, well he started out at 10 lbs! Which may or may not be followed by "you had a 10 lb baby?!" Adrian was the same way but look at him now. Gotta love on the chub while I can. ;)