Just look how precious he is.
He's such a good baby.
He only wakes up three times every night--once every three hours to eat.
(I know, we're pretty dang lucky.)
He loves the sound of my hair dryer.
He loves his little vibrating bouncy chair.
He loves the lamb blanket aunt Jill got him.
He hates taking a bath, but loves his hair washed.
He won't burp on demand, you just have to wait for it.
And he hasn't spit up even once.
(is that alright?)
Sometimes it feels like we're overlooking something, because he's so... good.
But I guess we should just focus on counting our blessings, eh?
Because we are, after all, super blessed :)
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