One Month

We are a ways past the one month mark, obviously...but I did manage to at least snap a shot of the boy that day.  Perhaps I'll post about his second month right on that date?  Or, perhaps not : ) 

 He's fast following in his siblings' footsteps when it comes to growth...

 stop growing, Boy!  I'm so sad that the newborn phase is already over.  I mean, yes, he still eats every couple of hours.  Still keeps me up a lot at night.  Still needs 12 or more diaper changes a day.  Still has amazing smelling breath that you can feel as he burrows in your neck.  Still goes cross eyed.  Still can't control the crazy movement of his arms and legs.  But the tiny little peanut package is gone.  My back hurts.  I can feel his weight in my arms after a while.  Have had to move up diaper sizes and clothing sizes.  The first few fleeting days are relegated to my memory. 

 Oh I love him!  Good golly, I love him--to borrow a phrase from a friend.

 He has the eyes from his Momma's side, the nose from his Daddy's Daddy's side and lips from  his Daddy's Mommy's side...I think.  The cheeks are all his own. 

 Happy One Month, Henry Cole!