Our little man is now five months old. He is still quite the joy, though he doesn't quite sleep through the night. He celebrated four months by rolling over, and now he is doing complete turns on his belly.
Miles loves to babble and is a hilarious giggler. The giggling has been fun for Alex and I, because Addy never was much of a laugher until she became a toddler. He is also far more ticklish than Addy ever was as a baby.
Miles tried out a jumperoo for the first time over Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa Wilson's, so when we got home we pulled ours out. Miles goes to town bouncing around and swaying back and forth.
He is still nursing, so we've made it longer than Addy did. No teeth though, and Addy had two by now. He tried rice cereal for the first time this last week, and was not terribly impressed.
He loves a bath, and loves to suck on his toes.
He loves Addy, and smiles every time he sees her.
He still falls asleep in his swing and carseat, but doesn't care for being cradled in our arms to go to sleep.
He HATES a pacifier, but loves his bottles. When its time to eat, he grabs his bottle as if he's not been fed for days.
His nicknames so far are Smiles, Schmiles, Big Boy and Buddy. I started to call him Bubba, but Alex disapproved.
His eyes are still light blue, and I am crossing my fingers that they remain that way. His hair is a strawberry blonde color, though some days it seems more red.
I love his little face when he cries, and he does some pretty hilarious things with his lips when he is upset.
He is a special little guy, and we are so happy he is ours.
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