Almost a month old.  I can't believe it.  I want time to freeze, for your sweet serene way of being to just keep going.  You smile often now, your eyes lighting up.  And your daddy finally caught you laughing the way your Gigi does in her sleep.  He delights in all the new things you seem to do daily.

You're getting better about finding your binky when it falls out.  When you can't, though, watch out!  You get frantic, your head shaking back and forth and your hands flying.  You get angry at that quite easily. 

Tonight we took a bath.  I sat there and submerged you up to your armpits and you were content, the first bath that wasn't a screamfest.  I think we're going to get you a special sort of baby bath that allows you to sit up like that, comfy. 

I am constantly in awe of you.  I love to talk to you, mainly because for some reason you've decided I'm your favorite person in the world, and will look at me and calm down.  You're very alert (when you're awake) and seem to enjoy having us chat with you. 

I hope you always know how much of a wonderment you are to us.  How much you have changed our life together for the better.