I know that might seem simple and very basic, but as a 1st time parent, I have ZERO idea about what I should be doing. I carry him around like a football which he loves, if a nuk drops on the floor, I might look the other way, and I may not be the best at dressing him up. But I'm ok with all of that as long as he remains happy and healthy.
Each day is a journey. Yes, that was a very cliche statement. But it's true. I feel like he grows a ton between the time I go to work and when I come home. It's actually pretty amazing.
He's at the point in his life when he's cooing and trying to talk. It's hilarious. It's amazing how much he acts like me. Sometimes not for the better...
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