At thirty-five weeks, Xander is: adorably saying “dadada”, “mamama”, “vavava”, and “bababa”; loving his milk…he can tank it back (mostly hypoallergenic formula with a bit of breastmilk added in, although I think my exclusive pumping days are quickly coming to an end); adding a morning snack to his afternoon snack and three meals a day (the boy can eat…I guess he’s burning off all of those calories by being so active); clicking his tongue; starting to crawl off of his belly on his hands and knees (we’ll have to post a video of him army crawling so you can see how he’s been doing it for two and a half months); and flirting with the stairs (I honestly can’t believe this fascination has started already).
What a healty, beautiful, hunk of a hansome boy!! My heart is so blessed to share in the wonder of God’s gifts!! What a family of 4!!! Poochie is cute,too!! Love you! Mama Meadows