We've had Grant hanging around for 10 whole weeks now.
And I'll tell you one thing;
I think we'll keep him.
I had almost forgotten how fun it is to have a baby in the house.
I pretty much eat his face everyday.
Let's have a quick sum-up of Grant's life thus far.
1. He's getting plenty to eat.
His pediatrician practically gave him a standing ovation for gaining 2 pounds in his first 3 weeks of life.
10 week weigh-in: 13 pounds
He definitely came with the understanding that he is the 5th child.
This kid can take care of dinner time in 10 minutes or less.
He gets enough to be a little fatty
and takes some to spare since he tends to spew forth quite often.
2. He's processing all of that liquid nicely.
No picture for this one, but just know that the "plumbing" is working.
He's nailed me more times than I care to count
and he may have even decorated the wall at the pediatricians office.
3. He hardly gets any attention.
I mean, it's like no one likes to look/touch/entertain the poor boy.
Riiight.
Of course,
all that attention can be a bit frightening sometimes.
Just ask the kid.
4. He smiles and coos.
Which pretty much makes me melt into giant puddle.
For reals.
I practically want to marry him.
Which of course I can't.
Because see that hairy arm? I'm already married to that guy.
5. Most importantly, I think his first words will be "Let it go! or Do you want to build a snowman?"
Brooklyn has discovered the 'repeat' button.
Oy.
