Jos is rolling both ways already - front-to-back *and* back-to-front. We had to pack the bouncy seat back into the attic because she sits up in it, and can tip to the side (and fall out). As soon as you put her in it, she sits up. It's ridiculous.
Have I mentioned she's three freaking months old!? HOW do Mike and I make such wiry children?
Gage keeps asking me when we're having Baby #4. My head swims.
He wants another sister. Honestly, he's the best big brother I've ever met. He's eternally patient with Josie. He is gentle, quiet, soothing, protective. Lila...he seems to figure she can more or less stand up for herself (which, really, is accurate). But Josie is the love of Gage's life.
I vote we wait a few years before we broach the 'Baby #4' topic.
Goodness.
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God bless you for even thinking of #4. #2 hasn't even arrived for me yet, and I *know* that we're done.
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