He gnawed on a cold, crisp stick of celery to help the teething process
He tried on his new knitted hat & leg warmers
He giggled and screamed as Dad rubbed the bottoms of his feet against his stubble
Plumbers crack in his swim trunks!
He "Played" with Zeppelin
Auntie Julie came over to play pirates with Conrad
I feel like I'm a little obsessed with my baby...it's just that the
"novelty" of it all hasn't worn off. I'm not sure it ever will. I thought maybe it might with all of the nights of screaming, or countless onesie poop-stain scrubbing, or crying at the slightest thought that his wicked mother would dare put him in that wretched car seat again. But it hasn't. The novelty has morphed into a sweet life, not a burden but a blessing.
Everyday he finds something new to wrap us tighter around his tiny little finger.