So one of the more exciting updates - about a week ago, Josh and I discovered Max's first social smiles! (read: not of the cheese-cutting variety). After a night of getting up every hour or two to tend to Mr. Max's screaming "requests", Josh and I were utterly exhausted come morning, when Max began to stir in his bassinet. We went over to him and leaned down to find him wide-eyed and bushy-tailed: warm, fed, dry, and SMILING! Our hearts skipped a beat as this was the first time we saw him actually smile out of contentment. As probably many new parents do, we immediately sprung into high-pitched voices, silly faces, waving limbs and tickles to his toes in order to perpetuate the smiles that he was already perfectly capable of accomplishing unassisted. His smile dropped for a minute, eyes widening with a look of confusion and doubt at this pair of clowns staring down at him. But then it returned, all gummy and glorious.
I have tried to snag a good photo of him in his beany state, but my camera's delay in snapping the pic has left me with about 35 blurry pictures in my Blackberry of a kid with his hand in his mouth/eyes closed/mid-fart.
Here's the closest stuff I've got:
Yes, I know this post has nothing to do with poopies, as the title suggests. But he does it a lot. There.
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