Nope, not this one. You’ll have to keep reading. But these are cute, too.
Tyler’s first month went by, as all new parents say, SO QUICKLY! Every day he wakes up and we’re like, whose baby is this? He changes overnight! He’s just over 10 lbs and has just about grown out of newborn-sized clothes. I’d like to brag about all of his accomplishments, but so far am limited to 1. the boy can EAT and 2. he sleeps a 4 hour stretch and a 3 hour stretch at night, in his crib. His eyes are still blue and most people say he looks like his daddy. He takes a bottle occasionally and has apparently inherited his chugging skills from Eric. All that eating at an alarming rate has one consequence: spitting up. All.The.Time. A dribble here, 2 ounces there; on my shirt, the couch, the floor, the car seat. See below.
If you’re not laughing, maybe you can’t see the stalactite of regurgitated milk. Eric managed to catch this during the one-month photo shoot in our living room. Spit up.