It's good to have a baby

Ewan is growing in cuteness daily. He has one little tooth beginning to poke up from his lower jaw, and two almost out on top. He has little grabby hands that love to reach out for anything and everything, especially newspapers and hair. He's getting more hair himself - and I think he's going to be a little red head! He loves big brother and big sisters, laughs and plays. He examines objects in his hands and mouths them. He rocks from side to side holding his feet, and pushes up on his feet when he's on his back, so that his bottom comes right off the ground. He is an enthusiastic and frequent feeder, but still can't quite manage solids. He's keen for food to be in his mouth, but can't quite co-ordinate the whole put-to-the-back-of-the-mouth-and-swallow thing. He's probably kept down a couple of micropieces of avocado and a bit of corn mush.

Ewan loves being in the front pack or meitai, and has recently graduated to the sling as well.

He can blow raspberries and has splashy baths. His smile lights up the room. He has iguanadon footprints on his head. (Yes, not your usual baby this one! The footprints are courtesy of big brother, via Orla's new stamp).

It's good to have a baby.