Four months . . . and a couple weeks that is.
He is growing and growing and growing.
Wearing 9 month clothes.
Demanding a bottle every three hours.
Loves to smile and is almost laughing.
Wants to roll over really bad and is getting pretty close (just teetering on his side).
Is a perfect mix of Tate and Blake.
He has John's eyes and my nose, mouth, and chin.
Pretty sure he is teething because he sucks on his hand like he is trying to
eat a finger (that could explain the cranky behavior lately.)
Blake loves to help Ryan.
If Blake hears him crying he runs right over and gives Ry-Ry his blanket or binkie.
The binkie is usually shoved in Ryan's mouth, but there are good intentions behind it.
Sometimes Ryan is a fussy bear . . .
but most of the time he is a happy hippo!
Ryan and I have a great time together each day.
We practice being on our tummies and lifting our heads,
we like to smile at eachother and make faces.
Hello sweetest smile around!
The Three Musketeers.
Ready to take on the day!
. . . as soon as they get out of their jammies that is.
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