Finley (also known as- Finn, Finster, Fin-wee, Finney, Finners, and
Finnegan), is 3 months old. It has gone by so fast, I am astounded, has
that much time really passed? He is such a sweet and good natured baby, I
feel absolutely spoiled to know he’s really mine. Finley loves to
smile, and has a grin at the ready for any moment he might catch your
eye. And he is so alert and aware, he has to know just what is going on,
and with so many brothers and sisters, there is always a commotion
somwhere for some form of entertainment for him. He is a constant blur
of motion and activity with all of the leg kicking and arm flailing, he
is very active, and so strong. He loves to wiggle himself into
postition so he can slide right off of his bouncy seat and onto the
floor, very quietly, and then when I catch him, he gives me a little
monkey grin and looks very pleased with himself, and does it all over
again as soon as I slide him back on (my bouncy is an older metal frame
model, reclined, and low to the ground, so he can’t get hurt….unless I
put the bouncy on a countertop and walk away…Ahhhh!!!!). He loves to be
in the middle of the mania, so if I’m in the kitchen Finn wants to hang
out in there too, he can’t stand to miss out on any fun. And every
night, each one of the children insists on kissing him before they go to
bed, some more gentle than others. Bedtime just isn’t complete witout
this nightly ritual. Finn has seamlessly joined our family, with his
happy little smile, bright, inquisitive blue eyes, and adorable red
hair, we can’t remember what we did without him, he is the finishing
touch, and the perfect ending to the baby-days at our house.
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