A Coo Will Do.

My little man is officially 8 weeks old. And although it's bittersweet to watch him outgrow those teensy little onesies, it just keeps getting better. His personality is finally starting to come out, and he is one lovable kid.

One of his favorite activities is spending time on his play mat kicking his little feet in the air and cooing at the overhanging jungle animals. And while I stuff laundry into the dryer, apply mascara, curl my hair, unload the dishwasher, chug a big cup of coffee...those little coos find their sweet way into my ears. I can't imagine how great it will be when the little guy starts talking! So many conversations we will have one day...

Until then, the coos will do.