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I love love love Dash.
He is my baby that smiles.
He is pleasant and really sweet.
Micah was saying to a friend that other day, “It is amazing.  This baby will smile back at us.  We will talk to him and try to get him smile…and he does.”  My friend and I were laughing and she said, “Yeah, that is what babies do.”  He went on to explain that his smiles weren’t random, but they were actual reactions!  I finally had to interject to let him know that normal babies do that.  It was just Scout and Navy who stared at us without expression!
I didn’t love the baby stage nearly as much with my first two.  Probably because I didn’t appreciate how short-lived it is.
He is cute, and looks more like Scout every day.
His little ears have popped out just like Scouts and have become one of my favorite features on him.
He laughs with me.
He LOVES when I sing “We All Live In A Yellow Submarine” while I move his arms.  It is the same thing I did with Scout, and they both find it really funny. (Navy didn’t.)
He has outgrown his smallest clothes, but I still jam him into the bear outfit that I die over.
He loves to be in a million blankets.
He is an amazing cuddler.
He still has a goopy eye, but the doctor has called in a prescription.
He is a good sport about Navy swinging him like crazy, Navy forcing his plug in and everything else Navy does a little too eagerly.
I love love love him!
And his birthday present to me……on his three month birthday, my boy slept from 8 until 8.
(I know I could have forced this a bit sooner, but I liked my quiet nights with a boy gazing up at me with pure love just oozing from him.)