Happy 2 month birthday! You have almost doubled in size since we brought you home! At your 2 month check-up today you took your first shots like a champ! Although you were a tiny bit fussy later that gave me prime snuggle time, which I covet because I know it won't always be this way. Below are just a few things you've experienced until this day, the 22nd of July.
2 trips to UVA for special doctor's appointments.
2 visits from Grandma Deb and Papa Bass.
2 visits from Uncle Jeremy.
2 bags filled with clothes from Auntie Whitney and company.
2 rock n' roll onsies and 2 packs of Honest Co. diapers from Aunt Mert and Uncle Nick.
2x2 (4) trips to Grandma Beba and Papa Tate's house.
2 trips to get the office ready for our return next week.
2 hours worth of snuggles from Grandma Eunie, the baby whisperer.
2 times (at least) we've been seriously freaked out by your hernia (which is just fine).
2 times a week (at the veeeery least) you manage to pee on mommy.
2 baths you've had without screaming.
2 camps of opinions on your future eye color. Some of us say hazel/green. Some insist they will send you back if they aren't brown. I will let you guess who that is.
2 bright eyes regardless of color with too perfect, long eyelashes.
TUEsdays seem to just suck for you, sorry to say.
2 thumbs...you've found them.
2 strong legs and feet which you love to kick and stretch.
2 big toes that you curl up just like your daddy.
2 minutes is too long in your book to fix a bottle...you are always starving and expect your meals instantly upon demand.
2 Peanuts bandaids after your first shots.
2 diapers are often put on back to back as it seems to amuse you to soil them as soon as we get you cleaned up.
2 arms you still love to throw up in the air sometimes and sing "heeyooo, I'm a baby yo."
2 times a day at least we call Baby "kitty" and Kitty "baby". Blame sleep deprivation.
2 outfits is the average number you successfully soil in a day. After that you usually end up lounging in your diaper.
2 distinct new sounds...a sort of cooing but also this high pitched squeal that is a frequency I cannot emulate.
2 parents who are entirely too smitten and can't wait to see what you do each day: even if that does require being up at 2 am.
Love,
Mommy
