Mom was way excited to get me dressed in my clothes.
Can't forget this. It's way too important to me, Mom and Dad
My first night I had Mom and Dad all to myself.
My brothers were with Grandma and Grandpa A. Dad requested that I sleep in the bed with them. Mom agreed, but she had a rough night. I don't think it was my fault though. More the fault of not knowing quite how to position those pillows after surgery. Luckily the next night went better though I now snooze in my bassinet like a big boy. I sleep better in my own bed.
My Dad. . .
Thinks I'm the bee's knee's. He can't get enough of me.
Mom says. . .
I'm so expressive with my hands and my face. She says I always look like I'm trying to take everything in and figure everything out. Sometimes I look very unsure, but most the time I just look like a sweet little heart.
My brothers. . .
Think my toys are way fun. Little do they know they were once their toys.
They love to play with me. Little H is always asking to hold me, and Big H finally acknowledges that I exist. They like my bottle, and they steal drinks from time to time.
Cousin K. . .
Finally agreed to hold me after the family party on Saturday- everyone thought Mom was crazy to go, but she loves family and she loves parties. K asks a lot of questions about me and he thinks my mom should keep having those babies.
As of Wednesday the 8th. . .
I'm a week old. I'm really starting to love my family, and I think I'm happy to stay a while.
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Such a cute family! Congrats. Hope to see you all soon.
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