Margo is three months old! Sometimes when she's sleeping, I look through all the photos of her on my phone and marvel how much my baby has already changed. She loves to smile and talk and makes me feel special when she intently watches me from across any room. She loves attention, my singing voice, and would probably eat all day long if I let her. Both her cheeks and thighs are expanding at a rapid rate along with her personality. Needless to say, this one has changed our life. Here's a more thorough update from her dad:
little margo kate hardison: three months old. a peach. or, if her nickname is any indication, a mango (whatever that means). an adoring spectator of ceiling fans. an erratic and occasional turner-overer. prone to pantomiming a variety of activities: boxing, bull riding, roller coasting, et cetera. strong opponent to tummy time. below average sleeper. above average smiler. eye contacter extraordinaire. a miniature clint and an angela 2.0. bobblehead. victim of an unfortunate balding pattern. photogenic female with a kung-fu grip. lover of: bath time, white noise, her stuffed fox, ab crunches, the arm of the couch, television, swinging, her mother, and that one rattle. loather of: the wind. a talker. the absolute apple of four eyes. our pride and joy. our biased selection for the world's greatest. and now, officially, an infant.
We love you, little darling.
Thursday, June 21, 2012