Three months.

These are the photos I took of Calvin when he turned three months old on Saturday (as you may be able to gather, he was not really in the mood for a photo shoot). My mom gave me a hard time about not having professional photos taken, but I figure we've taken oh, I don't know, TWO THOUSAND pictures of him, and that should suffice.

Cal and I celebrated by shopping for bigger clothes (For him, not me. Although, sadly, that really could apply to either of us these days.) while Nate was at the PGA Championships. Due to a late afternoon meltdown, we also spent some time walking around the house and backyard in the Baby Bjorn. He then decided he'd had enough of the two of us and our annoying attempts at calming him down, and passed out in Nate's arms. Nate and I followed his lead soon thereafter.

We sure know how to party.

Bath time pirate.

Mr. Giggle Pants in all his naked glory.

I love how he's laughing it up with Nate -- never been happier -- then sees me and is like "uh, who let her in here?"

Chatterbox.

I think Calvin might end up being a bit of a talker -- and possibly quite good at sign language.

(Please try to ignore my shaky videography. I nearly fell off the bed trying to capture this.)

Trouble.

This is the CUTEST. COMMERCIAL. EVER.

It would be cute even if Mattie didn't act the exact same way with her bones. But it's even cuter because she does.



I really love dogs.

Open up.

This huge trilingual dinosaur obviously belongs in my mouth. If only I could figure out how to get him in there.

So excited.

Oh my gosh, we're going where? Out for coffee? Wow. I am shocked. And excited! I can't believe it! I'm going to have such a great morning!


















Or, as it turns out, I'm going to sleep while mom and dad have a great morning.

Works for us.

Pure joy.

His, and mine.

My buddy and me.

A lot of people have asked me how Mattie has been with Calvin.

The first few days she was terrified of him. The first few weeks she was mildly irritated by his crying, but intrigued by his toys. Within the first month she began showing signs of concern when he cried, and discovered that his hands, feet and head are very lickable. And during the second month she started laying next to him on his play mat, watching over him while he sat in his bouncy seat, and looking visibly worried when he was upset.

Now, in the third month, she's figured out that he might be kind of fun.

In fact, the other day she brought both of her balls to Calvin and dropped one in his bouncy seat and one on the ground...and then waited for him to throw them.

It was so cute.

They are going to be such good friends.