Three Months Old!

Look at that naughty face.
The next post will reveal his naughty deeds.
The Cheeto turned 3 months old yesterday.
What's that you say? It's gone by too quickly? What do you mean three months? Just yesterday he was a tiny sleepy newborn. How can this be?
I agree. He is growing WAY too fast. By next week he'll be out riding his bike in the yard with the others. I keep thinking of ways I might be able to squeeze him into the laminater and keep him this way forever, but the older he gets, the more I love him...and I didn't think it was possible to love him more than I already do.

Baby Guy lights up our house. He is so smiley and recently found his giggle...which is raspy like Quincy's. He takes great naps, and is content to be held and snuggled or just kick it on the floor. I'll admit that the other day I changed his diaper on his bedroom floor, then did Q's right after. Quincy's smelled so bad, I carried it out to the outdoor trash immediately, then became distracted by something or other, and after awhile was like, "oh wait! Where's Corbin?!" I went down the hall to find him sucking his thumb peacefully on the floor in the middle of the room. He'd just fallen asleep there. He is so mellow and so sweet and I could go on and on.
The cradle cap and sunburn are both finally starting to clear up. Such a sweet little guy. It took all of my will power but I managed not to peel his face. I did have to resort to Head n' Shoulders treatments on the cradle cap. Nothing else seemed to be working, and I grew tired of people saying "oh he's so cute, what's wrong with his head?" I prefer "oh he's so beautiful, he looks just like you" thank you very much. I usually get the "he looks JUST like Aaron" variation. Which I don't mind. It's true, and Aaron is pretty cute, too if you ask me.

Corbin recently figured out how to grab things and loves to hold burp cloths and grab the little jungle animals that hang from his floor gym. More than anything he loves to grab at his sister's faces, which tickles them to no end.

We made the mistake of going a few weeks without giving him a bottle and he decided he is no fan of the formula. I went running after enrichment the other night and when I got home he was sleeping in the swing. Aaron said he refused the formula and would suck the bottle, then spit the contents out. Hahaha. For once I'm not the only one that smells like baby spit up! Corbin just wanted the real deal in that bottle...which he took just fine once there was pumped milk in it. I'm hoping that over the next few weeks, he'll be willing to take a breastmilk/formula combo and eventually just take whatever we offer him. We have a trip to Dallas coming up in October and it would be much easier to take a can of formula to leave with a sitter than take the pump with us. We are really looking forward to the wedding, visiting with family, and the U2 concert! I plan on posting a zillion cute (and by "cute" I mean "not covered in orange poo") pictures of the kiddies in hopes that the grandparents will not be able to stand being away from the cuteness and meet us in Dallas for some kid snugglage. AND perhaps stay through the weekend while we live it up with Bono Monday night. Muse is opening. Reese will probably beg to go with me if she has any idea where we are going. Looks like we'll be sneaking out after bedtime.

Speaking of bedtime...Corbin has been sleeping through the night for weeks! He goes to bed between 8 and 9 pm and wakes up around 5am, eats and goes back to sleep until 7:30, sometimes 8:30! Now if only I could get all the others to sleep in that late. Aaron set his alarm to go off at 4am 3 days last week. Yuck. (this also answers the question many people have asked me lately, "why don't you get up early and run before Aaron leaves for work?" 4am people! I mean, he didn't LEAVE until 5am, but NO! Mean Meg has total control until at least 6:30...sometimes 8. I don't do mornings. Thank goodness Corbin doesn't either.