You are now nine weeks old, and you officially hit your 2-month birthday this week as well. Where has the time gone?
You are absolutely the best baby in the world, and your good nature has made it SO MUCH FUN to get to know you. You light up at everything we throw at you. You don’t mind being passed around. You are a normal baby, for sure, complete with tantrums and blowouts and spit-ups and more. But the good times far outweigh the bad.
We had visitors this week and you are heads over heels in love. Your Grandpa T and Nee Nee love you so much, and I’m now convinced that you have a thing for men. You talk and babble and giggle and smile whenever Daddy or one of your Grandpas looks at you.
You especially love visiting our little Christmas tree with Daddy. We almost didn’t get one because we thought you were too young to appreciate it, but Grandpa T convinced us and I’m so glad we have this!
I think I have more fun with our photo shoots than you do but I just can’t help myself. Your cheeks! Your toes! The funny poses you throw down!
Slowly but surely, I’m getting better about leaving you in the care of others. You start day care in three weeks (AHHHH!) so I need to know that you’ll be OK. I think it will be much harder on me than you, but I hope you will understand why I choose to go back to work.
You got your 2-month shots on Friday and that was traumatic for both of us, but it means that I’m now more confident about bringing you out into the world.
Love you, Bug…