Box, Tape, and Stack...

Just call me a PROFESSIONAL PACKER. I don't want to pack for another 63 years. Not really, but I can't say I'm really enjoying this process.

This will be framed on our wall. Always remember where you come from.

Since things have been a little cray cray, so let's recap:

Our little hunk of love is loving Sesame Street...

Eating five ounces when he decides he's hungry enough to.

Holding his head up like a pro.

Giggling on occasion.

Sleeping, sleeping, and sleeping.

Enjoying the occasional "airplane" of the feet.

Maintaining stinky feet, it's sweet in a way.

Still adoring the hairdryer.

Wearing 3-6 month jammies :(

Believing he will one day fit a whole fist in his mouth.

Cooing and smiling the days away.

He's a doll. Of course I think so, but really.

So wish me luck with all this packing.