Wesley is the happiest little baby. So grinny. So smiley. Laughing all the time. He gets so excited that his whole body gets in on his big open-mouthed grin and he squirms and does a little baby crunch to tell you he wants to be picked up.
He is getting so good at using his hands and is so excited about it. He grabs his toes when he's laying on the ground, he grabs my plate when I'm eating, he grabs hair and toys and kind of scratches at cloth if its nearby. He loves to grab my face and suck on it. I call them kisses.
Wes also love love loves his brothers and thinks they are hilarious. They often go overboard and I'm often nervous, but he rarely seems to mind.
He does still hate his carseat, but is getting used to it enough that small drives aren't the end of the world. (And I'm sure the start of school will cure the rest) He also gets a little offended if he is tired and I put him down.
Wesley has two bottom teeth and is just about to sprout his two top teeth, but is handling it like a champ. He actually seems to like tummy time and is a very lazy roller, but is quite close to being able to sit up.
We don't mind. We want him to be a baby forever.
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