Logan is three months old and he's doing great. He's a smiley baby and is learning how to sit up on his own (well, propped up on his own). He loves watching the lights on his Baby Einstein floor gym. He's putting up with Owen pretty well, which I think is kind of amazing. Owen means well, but sometimes he isn't as gentle with Logan as I'd like him to be. I suppose that means Logan will grow up to be one tough kid.
I put new sheets on Owen's bed yesterday, so bedtime was really fun for him. He's awesome when it comes to bedtime anyway, but last night was great. I took him into his room and made sure to point out his new sheets. His eyes were wide and he slowly smiled, and then he looked at me as if to say, "Mom, is that really my bed? Are those cool sheets really mine?" He climbed right in and pulled the covers up, and still had a smile on hs face as I left the room. When the weather lets us, Chris and I keep poking away at our pond. Our goal is to be finished by the end of June. We have a few other projects we'd like to tackle, and it would be really nice if the weather would start cooperating. No more rain. It's June!
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