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Carl's New Tricks

He wears 3 month clothing and doesn't fit as neatly in my arms. He's filling out and shooting up far too quickly.

He can grasp. Carl doesn't reach for things, yet, but when something comes into close proximity to his hands, he grabs on tightly. I went to pick him up today and found that he was clinging to the wire of his bouncer quite tenaciously.

He recognizes faces. He will smile readily when he sees his Dad or makes eye contact with me. He scowls at everyone else.

He can hold his head up, at least for a little while. This means that tummy time is a lot less frustrating for him; he doesn't have to spent five minutes eating sheep hair. Instead, he can keep his face off the floor and look around! It also makes riding in the car a lot more pleasant since he doesn't have to slump all over himself.

He can roll over. Yesterday, Carl rolled over twice in a row, showing that if he wanted tummy time to be over he could darn well end it himself.

He can sleep for six hours at a time--and he does it at night! For about a week now, he has been waking up only once each night, for a feeding, and then going right back to sleep. Hooray! Although it's not perfectly consistent yet, I have hope that we are over the biggest hurdle and will soon be ready to rejoin the land of the living.

He makes cooing noises. Sometimes he makes a noise that is not a cry, a hiccup, or an explosive poop. I forgot how nice those are.

Comments

Oozaroo said…
How exciting! Carl is growing up! I would like to see a rolling-over movie now, please.

PS, Dam is spelled Damn!
Brad and Hailey said…
He's growing up so fast!

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