It is 1:20 p.m. on 7-28-09. Exactly 3 months ago, I had been a mommy for 12 minutes. Marin is growing so fast. He's already grown out of all his 0-3 month clothes and most of his 3 month clothes. His 3-6 month clothes fit perfectly and he's already wearing some 6-12 month shirts.

Matthew and I were talking about how having him with us seems so weird. It seems like he's been here forever and then it seems like time is passing by so quickly as well. That makes no sense to anyone that doesn't have a baby, I know. :)

We just love our little bundle to pieces. He's such a sweet boy and likes nothing better than being held and loved on. I'm sure the day will come all too quickly when he refuses to be seen with us, let alone will let us hug and kiss on him.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not lamenting his growing up. I always thought it was bizarre when people mourned the fact that their "baby was growing up too fast". I plan on enjoying him just as he is, at whatever stage he's at, not moping over him not being a "newborn" anymore. Just a fun fact to throw out there: you become an "infant" when you hit the 3 month mark.

Marin is so fun these days. He loves to play with toys and loves it even more when you interact with him and his toys. He enjoys being read to (which his daddy and I are thrilled about). He still shows zero interest in our dog. He is crazy about his bath but hates his car seat. He smiles so much his little face must hurt. ha.ha. He sleeps like a champ, after screaming his head off all night for the first couple months. I guess you could sum it up as "baptism by fire". ha.ha.

Our little trio is just happy. Happy to be together. Happy to be a family.