Baby B is...

Two months old.

I can't decide whether the two months since your birthday have flown by or dragged on. A little bit of both, I guess.

A good sleeper.

Seriously. You slept through the night - for 8 or 9 hours at a stretch - starting at about 6 weeks. That scared me. I was pretty sure you had died. But there you were, sleeping away. Now you'll sleep for 6 hours pretty regularly. Sometimes you want us to cuddle you and rock you to sleep, but you'll also go on your own. Your father and I are so thankful for this. He says you get your sleeping skills from him and I'd have to agree.

Healthy

You had your second check-up at the pediatrician's office yesterday and you were a champ. You're growing well in height and weight, and your head is a little on the giant size. That's because you have such a big brain. Your dad says you got my forehead, but that's good because it comes with some extra brain power. You had three injections and one oral vaccine, and as your Pop pop would say, you gave 'em hell about it. Such a scream. And tears. But you recovered pretty fast with some extra cuddles and kisses. And then your dad and I got drinks from Sonic to reward ourselves for surviving the appointment.

We sure do love you, little Mouse. Keep up the good work.