A REAL boy!

Yesterday my son became a real boy.

He stopped being a ball of mush who just stared off into space, cried, ate and pooped and started to be a real live little tiny person.

For the first time ever he responded to me. Just me. Not the bottle, not the binkie, not the diaper change, just me.

He was crying and when I came and talked to him he smiled instead.

He didn't scream while I dressed him because I was talking to him and making him hyperventilate. (Hyperventilating is just 1 step away from laughing, right?)

Maybe it's just the fact that he only woke up once the night before, but yesterday seemed like an extraordinarily fantastic day.