On Tuesday, my three-week birthday, two nurses came by to check on my Mom and me and to see if we had any questions. I decided not to say anything, but I was all smiles and the nurse told me I was her favorite baby! I am certain she has never ever said that to another baby. Well, I got weighed and I am up to 8 pounds, 14 ounces! And today my Mom told me I am too tall for my dinosaur pj's - I have to agree, I cannot straighten my legs in them very comfortably and it's hard for Mom to get to my diaper, so I guess I will have to start wearing my bigger jammies. I have some really nice ones, so I am not too sad, but I did like the dinosaurs.
Otherwise things are going well. I sometimes take cat naps - my Grandma says Harley and Ozzy taught me this trick. I'm getting better and better about sleeping - as long as I'm not on my back. (Don't tell the pediatrician). I'll sleep on my tummy on anyone's chest and I like to sleep on my side, but not on my back. I get startled and sometimes hit myself in the face with my arms, then I wake up and cry because I am confused and of course, startled. I am trying really hard and I want desperately to let everyone get a good night's sleep so I hope Mom and Dad can hang in there a little longer until I grow up a bit more.
It's almost time for me to have some more dinner, so I will write more later. I love you all!
Benjamin
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