Holy smokes. Tomorrow I'll be 3 months old. I think I've accomplished quite a bit in that short time:
-I am starting to bat at things with my hands, and can get my fist in my mouth, which pleases me.
-I've tamed my animal friends that go in circles above my crib and my swing. They are very obedient now. And I've just noticed that there are some much larger, stinkier animals around the house.
-I sleep about 6 hours per night, and I've learned to take naps in my very own crib. (My biggest accomplishment due to that case of the colic.)
-I weigh a whopping 12 pounds as of yesterday. I am going to catch up with that fat cat before long!
-My babble vocabulary grows daily, but few seem to understand the complexity of my language.
-I've taught people to smile back at me, when I smile at them. (Didn't my picture make you smile? Thought so!)
-My media empire has exploded--I've got this blog, have starred in my own movie, and have modeled on numerous photo shoots.
-I'm learning to tolerate tummy-time. Baby stuff.
Not bad, eh?
1 comment:
Maybe you can teach Grandpa some of these techniques Gracie. Or even better for your Mom, maybe he can teach you some of his falling asleep methods!
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