Cute.
Cute.
Also cute.This looks so much like Clayton when he was a kid, well at least to me. Exact same expression I've seen in his baby pictures.
Happy cute.
And downright freaking edible.
People often ask how the transition to two kids has been, and if he's a good baby. I have to say, we thought E was a good baby, and she was, but Win is an exceptionally good baby. We got so lucky with his temperament. Now, don't get me wrong, most nights he still gets us up every three hours, but he really only cries for the basic needs or tummy pains. He loves to coo and gurgle at us and smiles all of the time. At his 2 month check up he was in the 90th percentile of weight and height. He's not as roly-poly as Eleanor was, but he weighs over 13 pounds and his little thighs are starting to get some tiny rolls. If you had seen his newborn legs, you would know what a feat that is. He takes a binky (E didn't, to our dismay.) and the occasional bottle and loves his swing. All of this adds up to fairly trouble free days for us. As to having two kids now? We're kinda getting the hang of it. I think. We are much more laid back this time, we know what things to freak out about and which ones to laugh at. We still aren't much for a solid schedule yet, we are all night owls, but right now that works in our favor. So if you notice I'm on facebook or Pinterest at 2:30 AM, don't worry. Win and I will still be in bed at 10 or so the next morning. When church time changes to 9AM in January we are going to be in for a world of hurt.
