3 months old

Oh, little Tyguy, TyTy, small fry, bubsie, bubba, bubs, bussie (as Anna calls you), tiny mister......you're 3 months old already and growing up WAY too fast for this mama. Stop it....NOW. I can't handle it!

You've sure had an adventuresome first 3 months of life. You've taken a trip to CA, and a trip to the PICU. You are toted around everywhere and are such a good little sport about it. You have an ear piercing little scream and you sometimes sound like a little squeak toy when you get worked up to a really big cry.

At 3 months old you are getting so big....weighing almost 14 pounds. You are getting a little bit better at sleeping at night but you sure fight it every night. You love to sleep in our bed still which is something I always swore against....but hey, you're the baby. And we really like you. You found your hands recently and even laughed for the very first time. Of course, you did laugh after you farted and then puked all over me. You little stinker.

I adore having you in our home and with our family. Our family would not have ever been complete without you here. Thanks for being the sweetest baby on earth....I love love love you.