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Mason at 3 Months

So much is changing about our sweet boy, he's no longer considered a newborn since he's hit the three month mark.  Not sure where the time has gone.... Each morning I look forward to waking up to his smile and coos. He's a morning person to say the least! He always greets you with a smile and he has started to smile at strangers too. He loves to be talked to and coos away! He also is becoming very alert and curious of his surroundings.  He will focus in on an object and really study it. Mason has also discovered his hands and will grab his toys, my hair, his passy and his baba (bottle). Mason is wearing 3-6 month clothes and is outgrowing 1 diapers. He's eating 6 oz bottles every 4-5 hours and has slept through the night a few times for eight hours!





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