Little Gecko is 3 months old today. It's been 2 months since I've written. It's been SO busy, and this little guy just sucks up whatever spare time I have. Which is fine. I'm so in love with him. And life. And my whole family.
I'm really happy today because Gecko slept well last night. The previous few nights were not so good. He's sometimes waking up every hour or two, which gets old and I get tired and it all just sort of sucks. But a good night of sleep does wonders.
He's an awesome baby overall, though. He has a fantastic pouty face which I hope he never grows out of. He has an adorable smile as well. He's starting to grab stuff and hold toys and swat at things that are dangled over him. He finally is ok with a short amount of tummy time. I've been taking him for jogs in the stroller, and a couple weeks ago we went snowshoeing.
Turtle and Tadpole are doing well, too. Tadpole drives Gecko pretty crazy - constantly poking at him and hugging and kissing him. She just quit violin and will start voice lessons. She's finally riding her bike a bit more, too. Turtle is doing well with violin, and is really learning how to read, it's amazing.