What a difference a month makes!

(Or 4 weeks, however you do the math)

What a difference a month makes, especially when we're actually feeding you for 2 of those weeks!

You still LOVE your baths...

Except for the getting out part.

We're still supplementing with formula, although I'm getting more when I pump, and there have been a few feedings where you hardly take any from the bottle. (There's far too many times that you'll take more than two and a half oz AFTER breastfeeding, so only time will tell on that one).

You (and your dad and I) survived being baby-sat for the first time. In fact, your grandma and grandpa Hardcastle paid US to go to a movie, just so they could watch you -and after all of that, you slept almost the whole time we were gone.

You're starting to sleep for longer stretches -some of the time, and be more awake and alert a lot of the time. We're much better friends when the sleeping happens at night and the awake-ness happens after I've had at least one nap.

You've been to a funeral -your great-grandpa Lafeen.

And, countless family Christmas parties.

You've attended church once (and we're going tomorrow), but just for one hour.

You haven't grown out of any of you clothes, but you're starting to actually fill out a few of the smaller onesies

You attended your own baby shower -and received entirely too much stuff.

And, you've gone through no less than a hundred diapers... in fact, I should probably change you right now.

Love you Hyrum, your dad and I are glad you're here.

PS... sorry about dressing you up in the Santa outfit!