Our little man turned 3 months old a few days ago. He's discovering the fun of laughing and flying and having raspberries blown on his tummy. And as long as he has socks on his feet and is not being subjected to a car ride then he's a pretty chill little fella. We're having a blast getting to know him, and I think he's beginning to enjoy getting to know us too....well, except for when big sister squeezes him too hard or tries to play catch and throws something at his head. Yikes. It's a hard job being the fourth baby!