So, Nate is officially 3 months old today! WTF – where is the time going?
I never got the fragile infant – after all he was 9 lbs at birth. He was holding his head up by his first week. Now I’ve got this little guy who is developing a (pleasant, happy) personality. He loves to smile and giggle. He loves eating his fingers. In fact, if he’s not on the boob, he’s probably got his fingers in his mouth. He’s not my little baby anymore 😦
Ok, someone just woke up…its feeding time 🙂