12 week Thoughts

Well, as of August 16, this Saturday, Sloan will officially be 3 moths old. Yay! We made it alive to 3 months. I think that's some sort of Baby milestone, right? Some things should change.

Speaking of change, and speaking as the father, I am amazed at how everyday the bond between us grows stronger and stronger and I know and understand her more. Amy has it down. She lived with Sloan from the beginning.

As I see her become more aware of her surroundings and reaching for things, pulling objects toward her, turning her body from her tummy to her back and sitting up without a bobbling head, I can't get enough. I want to know, when she makes her little sounds with her mouth, one sounds like bacon frying, the other goes "a-goo," what she is wanting to say. I want to know what she thinks. I want to listen to her talk for hours.

I see her starting to try out her different faces, and only when she is sleeping, I hear her giggle. I wish she would do this while she was awake. I can't wait to her her laugh too.

And even though I say I can't wait...I will. I will savor every moment impatiently.

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