My sweet little man! I cannot believe that you are three months old already. As I type this, you are lying on the floor talking to the toys dangling above you as if you are having an actual conversation. You are so serious! You do this a lot, sometimes with inanimate objects, sometimes talking to yourself, but often talking to other people...your sister, me and your Daddy, strangers on the sidewalk. You love it when people talk to you, and you usually reward them by talking back, regaling them with your animated stories in a language only you understand.
You are still my little snuggle-man, happy to snuggle up with anyone who wants to hold you. You are often ready with a smile that lights up your whole face, and you seem to save the best smiles for Mommy.
I love you, my little man. More than words can adequately express. Happy 3-months!
|You want me to do what, now?|
|Oh, you want me to smile! Well, why didn't you say so?|
|This sister-person, she seems to like me.|