
Time is flying by. Chicken Dinner is 13 weeks old already. He's smiling, giggling, cooing, sleeping MUCH better. We had our 2nd full-night of sleep since he was born. It was heavenly- he's only been getting up once a night otherwise. He's a dear sweet lovable guy- very easy compared to the other 3 boys. He is close to rolling over from back to belly- he arches his back to stare at Mickey Mouse in the morning. He's the light of the boy's lives right now... they love to hold, kiss, and play with him to the extent we have to shoo them away. I guess you can never have too much lovin'.






