Cute right?...Well this was seconds before
This:
The dreaded "reflux" has invaded our home. Luckily it's a somewhat mild case, but there is still projectile spit-up and a lot of fussing and grunting going on. Daxton doesn't really cry, but then none of my babies really did as newborns. He just fusses and grimaces.
So the girls do a lot of this:
While Daxton gets bundled up and cuddled
And lets face it, he's way too cute for the girls to not want in on the fun.
Every once in a while he decides to feel good though and we get some playtime. ha ha LOVE the pinky thing!
So he's not really a fat baby. He just has a very round face. And even though he's already 12 lbs, I held him up to a 4 month old 14 pound baby in my ward yesterday, and he's tiny in comparison, so I choose to believe he's just really solid and will maybe play football some day.
And here is one of the first smiles. It's still a little weak, but it's getting better every day.
Despite that nasty reflux, we are in heaven with Daxton. The girls are adjusting so well, and well...my house isn't a complete disaster most of the time. ha ha.