Today you are four months old. Four months of bliss -- holding you, kissing you, watching you grow. You are still a constant distraction during our school day. The girls run and fight over who will pick you up when you wake up from your nap or when you cry. They wander in from the study during the day and grab you out of my arms while I'm doing schoolwork with Jack Henry. And then we all end up on the couch together laughing at your cute faces.
You give constant smiles to almost anyone who looks at you. You have recently started to squeal when you are happy (and also when you aren't too happy). You weigh about 18.5 pounds. You still eat almost every three hours, and also wake up in the night. We have tried and tried to get you to use a pacifier, but you won't have any part of it. Sometimes you suck on your fingers instead. You are very alert and aware of everything that's going on around you, and like to hold and play with little toys.
You are growing so big; we feel like we want to stop time. You are a joy to us and we have loved every minute of our four months with you.
Sometimes it takes us several tries before we get a good picture:
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