Look at my Happy Hank! (as we've been calling him)
Have you seen his mullet/monk hairstyle?
He was pretty fussy during our recent Utah trip but reverted back to his angelic ways within a couple days of returning to SF (thank goodness!). I think I made him laugh the first time near end of July by saying "a poop EXPLOSION!" with lots of inflection. And there are early signs we may have another chatterbox on our hands: he'll stop nursing lately to look up at me and coo and squeal for extended periods. Uh oh. As my mom pointed out, at least the brothers can chat at each other when 2nd Brother is older.
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What a little sweetie! I miss those legs... (wasn't that phrase written on a sidewalk somewhere close to you guys?)
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