Happy Four Months
24 Jan
Today we celebrate my son’s 4th month on the planet. He has been celebrating by not allowing us much rest over the past week and has bestowed upon us the never ending gifts of barf, poop, and seven pound diapers that smell like an El station. Passive aggressiveness aside, I love my boy and am so glad he’s made it this far without too much incident! Happy 4 Months, Nate!
That book is not a self-fulfilling prophecy, or is it? ;-)
Hooray for Nate (and his parents)!