Three months!

Levi Blaze,

I know I say this frequently, but it's hard to believe that another month has flown by! You can't really be three months old already, can you? So much has changed in the last four weeks. You have become quite the communicator, no longer satisfied with just crying when you want or need something. You coo, you talk, and you even yell in protest sometimes. Admittedly, all three of those categories are as adorable as can be.

My heart soars when I look over at you in the morning and you are just looking at me, smiling with your mouth and your eyes, with your dimple peeking out of that chubby little cheek. That moment is fleeting because you are ready to eat, but I completely cherish it.

We've settled into a routine now, which is fun! You eat, then play, then nap. "Play time" varies from laughing and cooing at your mobiles (the one over your changing table is still one of your absolute favorite things) to sitting in your bouncer and playing with the hanging toys to "tummy time" to looking in the mirror at that mystery baby smiling back at you.

You are becoming a strong and mighty little fellow. You want to stand up all of the time, and when on your belly, you have started pushing up just enough to see. You have established your preferred eating position, and if I try to rotate you, you actually resist. Or, in the few times I've been successful in moving you, you just go right back to the way you were, with one hand behind your head, just chillin'.

You grab things now, purposefully. Sometimes it's my hair, sometimes it's your bouncer toys, and sometimes it's your pacifier. I am amazed at how quickly that coordination developed, and I give you my finger to hold all of the time.

You love your daddy. No matter what we are doing when he gets home, when you hear his voice, you always look up to see him and smile. The two of you have quite the conversations, whether he's swaddling you, changing your diaper or just holding you.

I'm so thankful that I get to spend every day with you, and I can't wait to see what the next four weeks bring us.

Love,

Mama

Our little hippie:

Mr. Cool Guy:

Sacked out with Grandy after our Easter lunch:

Relaxing in the Bumbo: