3 months

Mr. Johnathan has reached the 3 month mark, yay!!!  Time has flown.  This boy is coming alive.  Lately he has been all smiles and it is the cutest thing ever.  He coos and makes the sweetest little baby noises when you get face to face with him and talk to him.  He LOVES to be talked to.  He must like being told he's handsome because he smiles big every time, and I give him that compliment multiple times a day.  

This is my favorite shot.  He looks like a little doll.  His eyes are so big and bright---and still looking like they're going to be blue.

His legs are getting chubbier and oh so squeezable.  He is very strong and holds that head very steady.  He loves to sit up and see what's going on around him.  He's not a sit and be content kind of baby, and in fact he really prefers to be carried around so he can observe everything.  And let's be honest, there's a lot going on here and it's happening at an outrageously loud volume.  So, since the little prince prefers to be carried around on my hip I do everything one handed or else deal with his protests.  That period of great sleep turned out to last about 2 weeks, and now he is back to 6 hour stretches.  I feel like we are in this limbo period where he is trying to figure out how to soothe himself but he is still dependent on me.  He sucks on his little fingers but ultimately is more frustrated with them than soothed.  We're getting there.

This shot here is all Steven to me.  Makes me giggle.  Johnathan continues to be infatuated with his brothers and they are just as in love with him.  This evening after he had suffered through me bringing in the groceries, putting them away, folding laundry, making and eating dinner he sat on my lap at the table while I spoon fed Will the rest of his dinner and giggled listening to Will make up some fantastically silly song.  This of course just fed the beast that is Will.  He ate it up and loved the fact that Johnny was laughing at him.  It's just the beginning of that, right?

This boy is a delight.  Only thing that's not so delightful is the spit up.  He juices me multiple times a day.  And on the few occasions that I dodge it it goes ker-splat on the floor.  Ew.  Soon he will outgrow it.  Then I'll do laundry every 5 days instead of every 4?  Who am I kidding.  It's constant.  He may be messy, but we're keeping him.  We love our Johnny boy!