month two

{Let me start off with the caveat that Asher's onesie design is not as clean as I would have liked. Not that he cares. We're blaming it on my Silhouette's current incapacitation. Also, it's really hard to take good natural-light photos when your apartment is a cave. Carry on.}

:: Asher smiles up a storm now, though when I pull out that big black camera, he turns shy on me.

:: His smiles are usually much bigger than this, but I'll take what I can get.
:: When he's in a good mood, he'll chat it up with coos, and it's pure delight.

:: We kicked off month two by moving Asher to the crib, and everyone here agrees that was a great idea.
:: He recognizes Josh and me and will smile as big as he can when he sees us.
:: At his two-month check, he weighed in at 13 lbs. 6 oz. and measured 24.5 inches long with a 16-inch head circumference.

:: He's most comfortable in six-month sleepers, but we've been stretching his three-month ones as long as we can.

:: At his doctor visit, the doctor asked, "Is he always this mellow?" The answer is yes, he really is that happy about 90 percent of the time.
:: Lucky mom and dad, right?

:: His neck rolls collect lint.
:: Asher's expressions often look confused or scared.
:: We bought him a play-gym, and he loves it.

:: Josh is adamant about Asher having his tummy time.

:: Asher has a strong neck but sometimes gets fed up this exercise.

:: Just the other night we realized that Asher won't unexpectedly flex his arms when he sleeps anymore, like he did as a newborn.
:: That's probably because he's not a newborn anymore.
:: I have mixed emotions about that.

:: Not all our days are wonderful, but even on hard days, I couldn't think of a job I'd rather be doing.