I have mixed feelings about my baby growing up. Life seems to get a lot easier when you have a baby old enough to sit back and watch what is going on around him. He loves watching the boys and you can tell he wants to get up and play. He is starting to sleep through the night, at least a couple nights a week. But once in a while I get sad when I think about that tiny, cuddly, newborn stage.
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