Since I promised myself I'd get a post done before I retired for the evening, this is short and sweet. A picture of Kaleb on the day he turned three months old:
Told you it was sweet. Is anything sweeter than baby smiles? And I love his little right foot with his curled toes. We are still waiting for him to laugh, but he has mastered the fake cry which only makes US laugh. I love listening to him coo himself to sleep or watch him play with his hands. Who needs toys when one finds his hands so intriguing?