Sixteen

I can't get enough of that face! He loves baths these days.

Nate the Great is growing right before our eyes. We finally weaned him off his beloved swaddling blanket (almost 6 months old and still adored being swaddled), and it went over better than I thought it would. Maybe now he'll learn to roll from his tummy to his back instead of just the other way around.

Even though he still tosses his cookies on a daily basis and his potent gas embarrasses us (how can such a small person create such a big, stinky smell?), he is just perfect to us. Some days we are all cranky with one another but no one ever gets cranky with Nate. He is our peacemaker and such a light in our family.