F to the O to the U to the R...! ! !
BABY BOO BEAR,
Oh my goodness, we fall more and more and MORE in love with you every single day! Four months has to be the best age ever; you are so alert and in that mega sweet stage where you smile and coo at everything we do! The older girls love entertaining you and making crazy faces and movements in front of you to see your ear-to-ear smile and hear your little baby giggle! Yesterday at the doctor's office, you weighed in at 13 pounds, 11 ounces (36th percentile - and steadily following your growth curve!) and measured 24.75 inches (59th percentile - gonna be tall like Daddy!). You've gone from pooping every few hours to pooping only once a day -- or even worse, once every OTHER day -- and your little tummy gets so full of gas and is nottttt a fan of the new norm! The doctor said this happens as a part of normal gut development and is nothing to be concerned about, but we feel so sad for you when your back is arched stiff as a board and you're screaming your head off until finally a little tootie escapes!
In more exciting news, I found a stroller on a resale site this month that your carseat can click into [WHERE WAS THIS CONTRAPTION when Harper and Scarlett were babies and we were packing/padding/surrounding them with bath towels and shoving them into the regular stroller for a short ride??!], and you absolutely love being pushed all around here, there, and everywhere! Your big sisters are typically in some sort of small argument over whose turn it is to push you, so hopefully the novelty wears off soon...
...but we've clocked some mega miles on this thing, and it's a win win WIN for all!
What else, what else?! OH, YES. Momma came down with COVID this month, womp wompppp! With Daddy being back to in-person work per usual, I initially hired Scarlett as your primary caregiver...


...but quickly learned that she doesn't handle 'da poop diapeys too well and also realized that it's next to impossible to isolate from kiddos when you're 'da MOM BOSS of the household! Despite our deep desire to keep you and Scarlett healthy, it was just not an option for me to lock myself in the bedroom for 10 days and let you two fend for yourselves! Long story short: you stayed healthy [HOORAY!], and here's to hoping your q2-3 hour breastfeeding sessions just a few inches south of my breath from death gave you an ounce or two of passive immunity! ;) :)
Then! We escaped our quarantine in time to cash in our golden tickets to The Polar Express! You enjoyed the pre-party but did not enjoy the loud music or dancing/singing chef characters on the train.

Also this month, you survived your first tornado warning where we were forced to take shelter in the basement for an hour or so...

...enjoyed having Harper back home for Christmas break [and Scarlett, too, but thanks to mommy's COVID she's basically been home with us all month already!]...


...and met Santa!

You also celebrated your first Christmas ^^ and your first New Year's Eve! #partygirl
You're rocking tummy time, trying so hard to roll over, and loving snuggles more than ever.
You are a TOTAL MOMMY'S GIRL, and I am absolutely loving every second of being your favorite person in the world! Xoxox, BFF! :-*