nine weeks

Nine weeks old and upgrading onesie sizes. This picture captures Knox mid "ah-gooo," little noises from him that never get old. He's quite the charmer, very smiley and talkative when he's awake. There's nothing quite like your baby catching a glimpse of you and bursting out in a big gummy smile. And yes, the crying is annoying, but it is kind of flattering that he stops and sleeps soundly if I hold him (most of the time). Good news is I have figured out how to get him to nap for close to three hours in the morning - car seat, baby. Works most of the time, thank you Jesus.

Other big things this week, Knoxy boy had his first big road trip. He's already been to Charlottesville, VA and back (about an hour one way), but this past weekend he headed up north. He was a champ. Six hour trip one way. I mean, PHEW. And he did great while there, too. I thought back to when we first traveled with Surrey when she was five weeks and it was the most horrendous experience of my life. And then, at eight-ish weeks. Again, horrendous. So, we're feeling good and clinging to the hope that traveling will be doable with this boy.

Surrey continues to get all up in Knox's space all day every day. He doesn't seem to mind too much and oftentimes even smiles at her or "kisses" her back. It's stressful and I feel like a broken record telling her to be careful or back the train up, but it's also so sweet to see.