Is it bad that my boy loves TV? He's a big fan of Oprah and the Food Network, just like his mom. It doesn't matter what we're doing, if the TV goes on, he's craning his short little neck so he can see it. ("Ooooh, flashing colors!")
Here he is waiting for a diaper change and twisting his whole body so he can catch a glimpse. (Note that the onesie he's wearing is size 6 months, almost twice his age!)
He's such a ham these days. If I make too much eye contact while I'm feeding him, he loses all interest in the milk and starts smiling his little heart out. This is us before church started... ("Milk? Yeah right, Mom.")
The number one thing people comment to me on is the swaddle. (If it's time for him to take a nap, even if we're out and about and he's in his carseat, he's swaddled.) The number two thing people comment on is that he knows his mommy. Naturally, I love it when people say this. It's such a good feeling to see him look for me when he hears my voice.
In non-baby related news, I'm ecstatic that the holidays are here! I bought a four-foot tree and a few decorations, and I'm having a hard time making myself wait till the day after Thanksgiving to put them up. I'm going to try to hold out, though, because it builds the suspense! It's almost time to break out Josh Groban's Noel CD. (Yes!!!)