Chillin' in My MamaRoo

Visit from Lala and Pops

Trey had a short, but sweet, visit from his great-grandparents, Lala and Pops:

I think they liked him . . .

He is pretty charming after all.

This is how Trey was happiest . . . He was just saving a little milk for later.

He liked the big white bed (and the white hair too!):

It is exhausting being adorable.

Three Weeks Old

I may be a little boy, but I know who my Daddy is!

Posing with my Giraffe Pacimal

Rolling Over is What I Do

Today Trey is 19 days old and rolled over (front to back) all by himself! We have a video that I'll post when I figure out how; I just happened to be filming him doing his "push-ups," and he decided "No more Tummy Time for me!"

We all had a big time on our new, soft rug watching Baby look at toys,

turn his head to follow noises and objects,

practice stepping,

just generally be goofy,

and pose for pictures, of course.

The Cutest Little Toes

This is my favorite picture so far!

Tummy Time Rockin' My Little G's

He's pretty cute. I think we'll keep him . . .

Dagny is much less obsessive about Trey than Hank is, but she still knows he is her little guy:

We are finally big enough to wear our little gdiapers! We are giving cloth a try, but the jury is still out . . . they do make for a pretty cute bum!

This particular Tummy Time was a fail. Trey decided he didn't want to do it, but did he cry about it? No, he came up with another solution: just go to sleep.