dearest mr. piece,today marks your 19th week birthday! it's surreal to me how much you have changed right before our eyes... and yet every single day brings something new, something magical.
you seem to be getting longer and thinning out a bit (well, except for your thighs). you roll around confidently, and you love to play. you still put everything into your mouth and you love to eat from a spoon. if somebody is eating around you, you focus intently on them and mimic eating.
this past week, we thought that maybe we saw glimpses of hair on your sweet bald head. if you angle your head in a certain way, it really does seem to be growing ;-)
you have turned into a laughing machine. your belly laugh is melodic... and hilarious. your smile is enough to brighten the darkest of rooms.
this past week you seem to have a touch of a cold, or perhaps allergies. either way, we fell so badly for your sniffling little nose.
thank you for making each day an adventure, dear boy.
happy 19 weeks!
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