Friday, April 13, 2012

Three Months Old




Dear Zachary,

Three months. 90 days. A quarter of a year. That is how long you have been on this Earth. It is such a short time in the grand scheme of things, but as your mommy, I cannot imagine a time when you weren’t here. And neither can my arms. I hold you most of the day. Usually in the morning, you will nap in your car seat while I run errands, but the rest of the day you want to be in my arms. The only time you like to be put down is when you are in the bath or when we lay down and talk to you. You love to have “little conversations.” We talk and then you coo and laugh back. You really have some important things you want to say. I love when you mimic my facial expressions too. If I frown, you furrow your eyebrows with worry.You smile when I smile, and just like your brother your smile reaches your eyes. Like this...



You are such a social little boy. You want to be a part of everything. You refuse to be ignored, not that we could ever ignore you! You are too cute.

You are a hungry little guy. One of my favorite things that you are doing these days is while you are nursing you will stop and look at me and wait. When I start to talk to you, you smile and coo at me. Then you go back to nursing for a minute or two. And then you do it again. And again. It really is the most endearing thing ever.

This month we went on a family vacation to Florida. You hold the record in our family for youngest to fly on an airplane (11 weeks). You were an angel on the plane. Of course you were, because I held you all snuggled up and you slept the whole time. We spent the week in a cabana by the pool. You put your feet in the pool and the ocean.

The other night Alex was saying his prayers. He said, “Thank God for my baby brother.” I said, “He sure is a gift from God.” He responded, “Zachary is the best gift ever.” That is saying a lot from the boy who has more toys than any kid I know. But I agree. Along with your brother and sister, you are the best gifts in the world. I couldn’t ask for more.

Happy 3 Months,
Mommy