You are 15 weeks old now. Drool seems to be your constant companion, and you soak through a bib hourly. Daddy makes you laugh...he jiggles your legs, and you squeal in happiness back at him. Mommy can't seem to get a solid laugh out of you yet, maybe it's a guy thing. You study everything around you with such purpose, sometimes I think your eyeballs will pop out of your head. You wont give a smile to just anyone, Mommy, Daddy, family, but not some old lady at the grocery store. Your hands fascinate you, and when you can aim one into your mouth to chew on, you suck away. You are growing out of everything like a weed, and it makes Mommy want time to slow down. You make Mommy and Daddy so happy. We are so lucky.
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