G is for Garrett.
G is for grunty. You grunt all the time. While sleeping, while nursing, all day, all night. You are my grunty baby.
G is for gassy. Especially lately with all the spicy food I've been eating. You are getting much better at burping for momma (daddy can always get a good burp out of you) and that makes us all happy.
G is for grinning. You smile a lot! You have since day one. Pretty soon we'll get some real smiles out of you. But for now I am enjoying the post feeding, milk comma, sleeping with eyes open and rolling back in your head, mouth wide open that turns into this huge open mouthed smile (that I have yet to capture with my camera... grrr).
G is for growing. At almost a month old, you can't fit into your newborn clothes or diapers anymore. You love to sit up on the couch, with a little help from momma (or the pillow fort that dad built), and have even tried the bumbo for a very short amount of time.
LOVE HIM!!!
ReplyDeleteHe's so cute!! Owen was a grunter, too! There's an actual name for it (grunting baby syndrome), did you know that? I couldn't sleep with him in the same room!
ReplyDeleteGrunting baby syndrome?! Kim is lying.
ReplyDeleteGoogle it, B!
DeleteI'm with Roseanne.
ReplyDeleteAlso, he is sooo dang cute!
FYI... you skipped October. Blog, B!
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