"I very love my family." -Brooke's new phrase when she hugs or kisses one of us.
He was 11 weeks on Friday. He's a pretty smiley baby. We're *this close* to getting a laugh.
I cannot get enough of him sucking his thumb. I think it's adorable, especially when it's what stops him from crying or helps him go to sleep. Speaking of sleep, night #1 in his own room Once you're back to uninterrupted sleep, the thought of giving it up is painful.
No pressure, son (and thanks again for the cute shirt, Michelle!).
Birthday cake pops are one of her favorite treats. And it's a good excuse to go to Starbucks, not that I need one.
Worn out after a visit with Grandma and Papa T. Such a sweetie.
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