Dewey
The DragonMonkey is a beautiful child.
I know I'm his mother and that I'm biased, but it's the truth. Whenever we go out in public we get swarmed.
He's so gorgeous!
Look at his eyes!
What a beautiful child!
What a handsome little man!
He should be a model!
It's been that way since he was a baby.
Lately, we've even been hearing, "He looks just like that kid from Sixth Sense!"
While I'm proud of my son, I wouldn't care how he rates in other's eyes....
Except now I have a Squidgelet.
When I go out in public, I don't hear the same oohs and aahs.
I hear things like, "Wow, what a healthy-looking baby!"
"He's definitely alert!"
"He looks solid!"
The Squidgelet is a peaceful baby, and I have to tell you--- that is a WELCOME addition to this household after the past two years of terror that the DragonMonkey inflicted upon us.
Squidgelet is totally content to just hang out. He enjoys being held, but if you need to put him down, that's okay.
He's an incredibly smiley baby, too.
He started laughing at 6 weeks old and hasn't stopped since.
It doesn't take much to make him happy. As long as he's not hungry or wet, he's happy. In fact, on a regular basis I'll walk into the room and see him propped up in his swing, laughing his little heart out.
At nothing.
It's kind of disconcerting, actually. What in the world is so funny about a wall? Or a door jam?
I used to wonder about it, until someone snapped this photo of the Squidgelet:
And that's when it clicked:
Aaaaaaah. Now I get it.
I gave birth to a little, bitty, reincarnated Dewey from Malcolm in the Middle.
I know I'm his mother and that I'm biased, but it's the truth. Whenever we go out in public we get swarmed.
He's so gorgeous!
Look at his eyes!
What a beautiful child!
What a handsome little man!
He should be a model!
It's been that way since he was a baby.
Lately, we've even been hearing, "He looks just like that kid from Sixth Sense!"
While I'm proud of my son, I wouldn't care how he rates in other's eyes....
Except now I have a Squidgelet.
When I go out in public, I don't hear the same oohs and aahs.
I hear things like, "Wow, what a healthy-looking baby!"
"He's definitely alert!"
"He looks solid!"
The Squidgelet is a peaceful baby, and I have to tell you--- that is a WELCOME addition to this household after the past two years of terror that the DragonMonkey inflicted upon us.
Squidgelet is totally content to just hang out. He enjoys being held, but if you need to put him down, that's okay.
He's an incredibly smiley baby, too.
He started laughing at 6 weeks old and hasn't stopped since.
It doesn't take much to make him happy. As long as he's not hungry or wet, he's happy. In fact, on a regular basis I'll walk into the room and see him propped up in his swing, laughing his little heart out.
At nothing.
It's kind of disconcerting, actually. What in the world is so funny about a wall? Or a door jam?
I used to wonder about it, until someone snapped this photo of the Squidgelet:
And that's when it clicked:
Aaaaaaah. Now I get it.
I gave birth to a little, bitty, reincarnated Dewey from Malcolm in the Middle.
Labels: Kids
posted by Becky at
10:17 PM
5 Comments:
He's still cute though. And any baby that spends more time laughing than crying, sheesh, sign me up!
DM really is a very adorable little guy! He should totally be in commercials or movies! I can tell that squidglet is going to be super cute too, he has adorable eyes and how could you not melt over that adorable smile! So sweet!!!
Annnd, how many times can I say adorable? Sheesh!!!
I think they are both lovely.
Only, DM is lovely in a baby Sean Connery way. S is adorable in a baby-muppet way.
Ma-nah, ma-nah.
haahahahaha
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