On Friday, you turned 3 months old. It's been a wonderful month, despite your insistence on having a runny nose.
You stopped crying for no reason and started smiling more and more. You coo, you squeal. You are trying pretty damned hard to laugh. You have decided that diaper changes are HILARIOUS.
You are such a strong boy. You are trying so hard to sit up all by yourself. You are still too little, but I have no doubt that you are going to get it all worked out sooner rather than later. You also stand a lot. You just haven't worked out the whole balance thing. That's ok. You are WAY too little to start that nonsense.
You still give your daddy a hard time in the mornings when he is hanging out with you before work. I know that this is because he doesn't have the magic boobs and is not Mama. Give him a bit of a break. He's trying really hard and he loves you so much.
I'm so proud of you. You and your dad are the best things in my life.