Holynd,
You are four months old today. I can't believe how time has flown. Sometimes I can't even remember life before you came... (Your dad and I were pretty boring, I guess!) I wanted to let you know what what kind of person you're becoming so far...
You love apples. G-Ma and Mommy give you apples to suck on and you SCREAM when we take them away. You also love frosting, strawberries, and sugar off of Churros. You already love food so much. You kick and get excited when you sit at the table with us at meals. (Your Mom is going to get the Worst Mom Ever Award for letting you eat all this stuff. But you make the cutest faces!)
The other day you gave Dad's toast to the dog. Now the dog has forgotten all about how you almost ripped his face off. You are his new best friend.
Unlike most babies, you hate the car. You are only content during a car ride if the car is going 70 miles an hour. I hope that's not a clue of how you'll be when you drive.
You are the best napper! As long as Mommy puts you in your swing at 1pm on the dot, you'll sleep for three hours.
You always wake up with a big smile on your face. Even at 6am.
Your dad is wrapped around your finger already. He can't stand to hear you fuss or cry. If you could talk all you would have to say is "Jump" and Dad would say "How high?".
When Mom watches Regis and Kelly, you seem to think they are actually talking to you. You talk and talk to the TV through the whole show.
You think it's hilarious to fart and burp.
Sometimes I think you are wondering if you were sent to the right family. I'm pretty sure you are already embarressed by your Mom and Dad.
Even though the dog hates it, you think it's funny when Mom accidentally hits him with the stroller on our walks.
You think that Mom and Dad's bed is your bed. At times, you can't figure out why Mom and Dad insist on sleeping with you 'cause you kick the crap out of them.
When we first brought you home, one of your favorite songs to here was the "Baby" version of the U of U Fight Song.
You are four months old today. I can't believe how time has flown. Sometimes I can't even remember life before you came... (Your dad and I were pretty boring, I guess!) I wanted to let you know what what kind of person you're becoming so far...
You love apples. G-Ma and Mommy give you apples to suck on and you SCREAM when we take them away. You also love frosting, strawberries, and sugar off of Churros. You already love food so much. You kick and get excited when you sit at the table with us at meals. (Your Mom is going to get the Worst Mom Ever Award for letting you eat all this stuff. But you make the cutest faces!)
The other day you gave Dad's toast to the dog. Now the dog has forgotten all about how you almost ripped his face off. You are his new best friend.
Unlike most babies, you hate the car. You are only content during a car ride if the car is going 70 miles an hour. I hope that's not a clue of how you'll be when you drive.
You are the best napper! As long as Mommy puts you in your swing at 1pm on the dot, you'll sleep for three hours.
You always wake up with a big smile on your face. Even at 6am.
Your dad is wrapped around your finger already. He can't stand to hear you fuss or cry. If you could talk all you would have to say is "Jump" and Dad would say "How high?".
When Mom watches Regis and Kelly, you seem to think they are actually talking to you. You talk and talk to the TV through the whole show.
You think it's hilarious to fart and burp.
Sometimes I think you are wondering if you were sent to the right family. I'm pretty sure you are already embarressed by your Mom and Dad.
Even though the dog hates it, you think it's funny when Mom accidentally hits him with the stroller on our walks.
You think that Mom and Dad's bed is your bed. At times, you can't figure out why Mom and Dad insist on sleeping with you 'cause you kick the crap out of them.
When we first brought you home, one of your favorite songs to here was the "Baby" version of the U of U Fight Song.
I am a Utah Baby and I live across the Green!
I am the cutest baby that you have ever seen!
A Utah Baby, a Utah Babe am I
A Utah Baby...
I will be 'til I die!
*
You snore just like your Dad.
You sneeze just like your Dad. Always three sneezes in a row.
You love showers and hate baths.
Holynd, I know you already know you were sent to the crazy's house. Your Dad and I have no idea what were doing. You are an awesome baby despite this!
Your Dad and I live by this quote:
"Like all parents, my husband and I just do the best we can, and hold our breath,
and hope we've set aside enough money to pay for our kids' therapy."
---Michelle Pfeiffer
So hopefully if we completely screw you up, we'll at least be able to pay for your therapy later on! Love you Boo!
You sneeze just like your Dad. Always three sneezes in a row.
You love showers and hate baths.
Holynd, I know you already know you were sent to the crazy's house. Your Dad and I have no idea what were doing. You are an awesome baby despite this!
Your Dad and I live by this quote:
"Like all parents, my husband and I just do the best we can, and hold our breath,
and hope we've set aside enough money to pay for our kids' therapy."
---Michelle Pfeiffer
So hopefully if we completely screw you up, we'll at least be able to pay for your therapy later on! Love you Boo!
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