Ollie made it to four months...but his hair didn't. It's starting to fall out big time. I'm so tempted just to buzz it to prevent him from looking like an old man with a comb-over. He's still darling though. And the easiest, most mild-mannered baby I've ever had.
Oliver is still a champion sleeper. Sleeps through the night consistently, and takes at least one long nap every day, sometimes two.
He pretty much holds his head up all on his own now. He's even strong enough to do five minute stretches in the Bumbo. He doesn't like it very much yet though. But he still loves his monkey bouncer, and has started grabbing at and batting the toys that hang down. He's usually content to sit in it for 20 minutes or so, long if one of the kids will stand next to him and talk to him.
He's also really good to just lay happily on a blanket on the floor. I'm so amazed. It's wonderful to have a happy baby. His little grins and coos just melt my heart. He's not laughing yet, but every now and then you can get a good squeal out of him if you tickle him in just the right spot.
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