It has been an eventful month. Besides Preston's first double ear infections, crazy gas, (who knew babies could have so much), and todays diagnosis of pink eye, I think that things have been going pretty well.

Preston still can't quite figure out how to get his arm out of the way when rolling to his stomach. So, he pretty much just lays on his stomach with his arm beneath him. He is starting to be able to move around some. He gets his butt in the air and pumps his legs like crazy. He just can't get his fat gut off the floor.

Our little man is one happy kid. He loves to spit, play with his teething ring, suck on mom's fingers, and poop on dad (funny story). He giggles and giggles when dad rubs his gruff on his body. He loves his jumper (the death trap as I call it). He even likes taking walks in the frigid weather.

Preston is starting to babble quite a bit. His favorite is ba-ba-ba. So, we sing Beach Boy songs together. I'm working on ma-ma-ma. Jacob is working on "Honorable Father." It may take awhile...