See, I don't ALWAYS complain about him...

I feel like a lot of my posts lately have been very gripey and I kinda sound like an ungrateful mother. Now, I know I have the right to vent b/c, well, this whole taking care of an infant thing is friggin hard. But there's also so many wonderful, amazing moments, and I tend not to chronicle those nearly as much. So here's some Donovan cuteness to help make up for it.

My friend Cathy gave us a Bumbo chair at my baby shower. Now, technically D shouldn't be using this till he's 6 months old, but his head control has been getting better lately and I couldn't resist sitting him in it for just a few minutes to see how he'd do. The results, as you can see, are beyond precious:


(He's been holding his little hands together at his chest like that a lot lately, it sorta looks like he's plotting some genius plan, so cute!)



D's really become a pro at smiling. He smiles at me all day long (except when he's crying... and even then he sometimes flashes one almost as if it were involuntary). When he wakes up even if he's fussing, when I peek over the edge of his basket and say hello he'll look at me and suddenly break out into a big grin. Sometimes he even gets all flirty, smiling at me and then turning his face away while still looking at me out of the corner of his eyes. Sometimes he smiles at me when he's nursing-- he'll be sucking away and then he'll look up at me and smile, nipple still in his mouth and everything.



The other day I even got a laugh out of him! I was dancing his arms and legs around (which he LOVES, thinks it's hilarious apparently) and he let out a little giggle. It was AWESOME. I've been trying to get him to do it again, but no go yet.

And then there are the times when he looks at me like I'm crazy:





Maybe it's b/c I do stuff like put a rubber duckie on his tummy...