Baby Boot Camp Graduate

It's official. I've now survived Baby Boot Camp (or, as others call it, the 4th Trimester). Allegedly now that Seth is 3 months old, things will start to get lots better--as in more sleep and more fun. As of right now, I can attest to the latter. Still holding out for the former.

At three months old, Seth weighs exactly 15 pounds and is 2 feet tall. Which basically means he's a chubster. Still. We have now grown out of our 3 month clothes and some of our 3-6 month clothes. Oddly enough, he's not too chunky for the outfits--he's too tall. Our child must have a long torso. Sure didn't get that from me...

Things Seth can do at 3 months old:

*Smile--it's adorable. I'll prove it soon.

*Laugh (usually at his dad)

*Chew on his hands

*Concentrate really, REALLY hard on grabbing his blanket, but then give up and go back to sucking on his fist.

*Shriek like a banshee

*Hold a 5-15 minute conversation consisting of coos, babblings, and banshee shrieks

*Sleep from 9 to 9 with only one feeding. Number of times he's done this? Once. But still...

*Have an opinion about taking a bottle. We're just happy he'll still take one.

*Spit up all over Mom in the hallway during Stake Conference

*Blow raspberries.

*Put himself back to sleep occasionally when Mom is too lazy (read: exhausted) to get out of bed again. That's right--I'm already letting my child cry himself to sleep. But only for 5 minutes at this point.

*Have exactly 5 rolls on his thighs. Obviously we don't NEED those late-night feedings.

He really has gotten a lot more fun recently. It's nice to see that he really does like us. One thing I miss, however, are his milk smiles. They used to happen all the time, but I haven't seen one in several weeks. He's also lost the newborn cry (which I don't miss too much, although it's cute in its own way). All in all, he's a fabulous baby. I'll take a good-natured crappy sleeper over a grumpy sleeper any day.

Sorry. Pictures soon.