He laughs, giggles, and coos. He's fascinated with his fist and is able to lift his giant head up during tummy time (he doesn't enjoy that time so very much). His smiles make me smile and it's a smile I so need, especially in the mornings. Baby Dos' witching hour is any time after 6pm. It's a rough time, but we get through it! He's a BIG baby too. Only ten pounds less than Baby Girl!
Happy birthday Baby Dos!