Isaac turned 3 this month. Out of the four babies I've had, he's been my favorite. I'm not saying he's my favorite child *, but his baby stage was the most enjoyable. He was (and still is) an affectionate kid, a good eater, and a great sleeper. He'll sleep literally anywhere. Even sitting up in an armchair. And he's a heavy sleeper, which is a blessing in a house with so many kids. Once his brothers started jumping on the bed where he was napping and whacking him with pillows, and he just kept right on sleeping. He sure was a relief after having Michael, who had colic and so screamed for 10 straight hours every day for 3 months.
And now for some pictures:
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| This is a yawn, not a scream (not like we shy away from taking screaming pictures....) |
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| Isaac 9 months |
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| by street planting, about 17 months |
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| Isaac with his great-grandpa Searle on our trip to Idaho this last summer |
* is it even allowed for a mother to say she has a favorite? It seems to break some taboo.
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