He is a peanut. 22% for height. 27% for weight. But that means I still get to enjoy the leg chunk and double/triple chins.
The happiest, smiliest baby you ever did meet.
Loves his feet. And his hands. Tries to suck on his fingers all day.
Adores his sisters. Even when they come barreling into the room, smother him with kisses and scream in his face when he inevitably grabs a hold of their hair.
Has the crappiest cradle crap. I’ve scrubbed it so many times and it comes right on back. What GIVES?
Love this boy.