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I think I might have a slight love affair with this little guy. He is just so chill! I know the 3 month growth spurt made Alexis hard to handle, so I'm sure the time is only coming where I can't say that, but I have a feeling he is going to be a great little kid. If he slept the 3-4 hour stretches at night consistently, I'd have to say he was perfect. I'm honestly grateful he doesn't need a pacifier while he sleeps. It still lulls him to sleep but he always spits it out once he hits snooze. If I try to put it in when he wakes though, no lulling. He just wants to be nursed. He does this head banging thing on my chest. Which sometimes means he needs to burp as well. But really it's just a guess. His nose could itch for all I know. And he also starting biting on his hands a lot. Another hunger cue I suppose. I coughed it up to teething when Lexi started that. My favorite things are still when he holds onto my shirt or scratches my back when nursing.

I'm balancing two kids and working part-time with Netflix kid channels. I consider my exercise getting them in and out of the car. Cereal keeps me alive. My biggest regrets are not getting more videos and better photos. Actually, more than that would be not doing more preschool activities with Lexi and those few swear words in the middle of the night that first month with Dallin. The weather has been really unfavorable for May, but I'm sort of grateful for the rainy, cold day excuses to be lazy. I feel accomplished when the laundry makes it all the way to being put away and the dishes are done. However, most days the accomplishment is remembering to brush my teeth.


He has a fan club.

{notice Lexi's shirt is inside out and backwards. That's the life. Also forget about what I said about brushing her hair, even Dad is struggling these days. It's rough being a girl sometimes.}

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