Easton has been rolling over for the last couple of weeks and has earned the nickname Sir Droolsalot. Our reflux seems to be under control with the help of our medicine. I am ready to be done with the medicine though because it is causing issues in the poopy diaper department (I will spare you the details). He has found his hands and feet. He is constantly shoving one or both fists into his mouth to chew on. He loves his oatmeal that he gets every night before bedtime.
Easton has an elephant 'blankie' that he seems to like. He still uses his paci, but isn't as fond of it as his sister was when she was his age. He LOVES his swing.
He is spending more time being happy and less time being fussy. We still haven't figured out how to get him to nap in his bed or playpen longer than 20 or 30 minutes. He will take wonderful naps while he is in his swing, but we really need to try to break that habit. He is starting to pay attention to his big sister and will actually smile at her, as long as she's not in his face. He screams at her and she tells him to stop yelling in her ear. I find it absolutely adorable now...ask me again in a few years and I may feel differently.
My little man still has red hair, well it's redish blonde. It's so thick and is starting to get longer. He has the cutest dimples when he smiles. We have heard him laugh a few times, but can't wait until it comes more frequently.
Kinnley is an amazing big sister. She helps me without complaining and wants to be where brother is most of the time. We have to keep reminding her to stay out of his face and to not be so rough with him, but she's wonderful. I can't believe she's going to already be old enough to start Pre-K this August!
Over the last two months, I have realized how precious life is and how blessed I am to have two beautiful, healthy, happy children. I pray for those who have lost a child to find comfort in the arms of God and know that He is with you every day, all day long.
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