We've got a talker
At 12 weeks it hardly feels like we've got a newborn anymore. When are infants considered infants, anyway? Deuce is a full fledged baby now. Holding her head up, talking back, smiling...next thing we know she'll be applying to college. The weeks have flown by.
Acid reflux - which seems to be a milder case compared to others I've talked to - aside she is a really happy baby. The choking episodes in the middle of the night scare the shit out of me but thankfully those are fewer and farther between. Sleeping well enough that I feel somewhat human in the morning and all around smiley-puss. Love every little cell on her bitty body.
She certainly likes to chat it up, so much so the coos start from her toes and work up. 20 seconds of cuteness right here:
I'm in serious love.
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Acid reflux - which seems to be a milder case compared to others I've talked to - aside she is a really happy baby. The choking episodes in the middle of the night scare the shit out of me but thankfully those are fewer and farther between. Sleeping well enough that I feel somewhat human in the morning and all around smiley-puss. Love every little cell on her bitty body.
She certainly likes to chat it up, so much so the coos start from her toes and work up. 20 seconds of cuteness right here:
working it from the toes from jaugs on Vimeo.
I'm in serious love.
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