5 Weeks (and 1 day)

• A day late.  Sigh.
• There's been no sleeping the past couple of nights.  You're up every hour. Perhaps a growth spurt, although I wasn't expecting that for another week.  

I'm just hugging Hansie, Mama.

• Naps aren't really going down either.  The morning nap in the stroller is garunteed but the rest of the day is hit or miss.  When I finally get a minute to read your cues and actually sit down to help you wind down, there always seems to be something that interferes.  And that something is usually generated by your big brother.
• I think you're pretty cute.  Your ears kinda bend at the tops.
• Your hair is soft and fuzzy and filling in.  It looks like a nice reddish brown.
• Your eyes are dark.  A brown eyed boy you will most likely be.
• Although you're still not crazy about the swing you'll sit for a while in the bouncer looking around.

• I'm sorry I didn't take any pictures this week.
• You still scream an awful lot.
• Pooping and passing gas seem to stand between you and sleep as well.  You have this knack of waking the both of us up from deep sleeps with a giant poot.