At 3 months old this lil’ chubbawub is almost 17lbs. Don’t fear, though, every inch of him is purely snuggly, pudgy and totally lovable.
His continual napping and nursing has made way for smiles and giggles and yes, the screech-owl cry makes more appearances than it used too. It’s amazing how how much time I can’t spend just cooing, oohing and aahing because now I have to split between my two boys. It’s definitely a balancing act that I have yet to perfect.
He is definitely learning the ropes, though, and I couldn’t feel more blessed to have such a patient, easy infant who watches Momma at work with Bo most of the day.
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