It’s unimaginable that Bents could possibly already be FOUR months old.
This photo was taken with my Droid. My Rebel is out of commission right now (I’ll save that for another post.)
He’s such a good little guy.
He eats NON STOP (which would explain his 17lb figure). He is laughing. Cooing. Reaching. And ALMOST rolling over.
Last night was his first night in his crib! I have had him in the bassinet for the last four months and had such a hard time transitioning him.
I kept thinking he would do TERRIBLE. But, boy was I wrong. He did GREAT! Only woke up once around 2:30 am.
He is still being swaddled with the Miracle Blanket (which is FABULOUS by the way). I swear by that thing!
P Man is still fully obsessed with kissing him. He wants to kiss his hands. His head. His toes. His nose. And his “eyeballs”.
I guess I shouldn’t complain. It won’t be long and P Man will want to be wrestling him instead of loving on him.