Three Months Have Come And Gone

November is half over already; and Ethan is three months old today! It doesn't seem possible that 2008 has less than a month and a half left. Joey was quite a chunk at three months. We called him Chubba-Bubba. I remember that he was a very happy baby and extremely mellow. Nothing seemed to phase him. He loved to cuddle and give loves.

Nick was happy at times, but he was also a bit colicky. He did not like to cuddle (although he is making up for it now). He has finally started talking and has a good vocabulary already. It is nice to be called by name. He calls me Mommom. He is learning up and down, and off and on. He is very good at saying please, and will say thank you a good portion of the time. He is a good phone conversationalist, as he says "hellolo" and "bye" with a few grunts in between. Ethan is such a mix of his two brothers. He is a very happy baby, loves to laugh and smile. He is not as mellow as Joey was, but not as unmellow as Nick was. He loves music like the others do. He loves worship time at church. He often falls asleep in contentment. Sometimes, during choir practice, he will 'sing' along. He has been sleeping through the night for a little over a month now!

We had pictures done on Saturday. We started with the Christmas picture with all three of the boys. It is impossible to get them all looking at the camera and smiling at the same time. I have two of the biggest hams at home (and one that is growing into a ham), yet when we get in front of a professional and have to pay for the pictures, they will not smile. Joey will give a squinty-eyed fake smile. They managed to get one pose where all three of the boys are looking at the camera, and although none of them are smiling, it is a cute picture.
Ethan was very tired and sort of hungry when we finally got in to take pictures, so getting him to smile was a chore. We ended up with some very cute pictures, but the effort it took was exhausting. If I could catch his eye, I could get him to smile. The problem was that, since he was tired, he had a glazed, unfocused look. To catch his eye, I would have to get right up in his face....but then my head was between him and the camera. By the time I backed away so the photographer could snap the shot while he was smiling, his eyes glazed over again and he stopped smiling. By the time we were done, my cheeks were hurting like they haven't hurt since our wedding....smiling for fifteen hours straight. I am supposed to be able to pick pictures up on Friday, so I may even have Christmas cards done by Thanksgiving.
Nick was out of town overnight last Wednesday, and again last night. He had to make a "quick" drive up to Fairbanks yesterday, so we are looking forward to him coming home tonight.
Have a great week. Be thankful for all that we have, all that we are blessed with.