Just when I get to complaining, he changes again!
Last night the boy slept 7 straight hours. SEVEN!!! And then nursed a bit, and slept for 3 more!!!
This morning he is all smiles and gurgles and yet more present than he’s ever been. Scott says his head looks bigger. Still proportionate, but bigger, yes.
As of last night, we have a new game where he grunts twice before pooping and then I grunt two times and we both get excited — Yay, Poop! — and he grins like summertime.
He’s currently in his bouncy seat on the dining table between Scott and I as we work on our laptops and he works on beating the hooey out of those little dangling bears with flailing fists, and makes bubbles with spit.
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