Sweetieheart Jackson is four months old. I know I say this every time, but oh my goodness he is so sweet and joyful and just wonderful! 

He is a friendly little creature, and loves to smile and then shyly hide his face. He has been “talking” up a storm: great big squeals and squeaks that ring out from his happy little face with his brow furrowed in concentration. He is soft and smooth and as delectably squishy as a marshmallow. We can’t stop squishing his thighs and soft cheeks. His legs barely fit into this silly little chair! They make a very sound when you squish them into the leg holes: a squeak and then a “thunk” as the chunky thigh plops into the opening. 

He loves to wrap his little hands around anything he can reach, grabbing for my hair, kitchen utensils, his brother’s nose…and he gets MAD when things fall from his reach. It’s quite funny because he’s such a happy creature that when he gets mad it’s as if a storm cloud has passed over his sunny face. He will YELL his frustration and he sounds quite pitiful. 🙂 

He loves his brother so much. Whenever Jacob enters the room, Jackson’s face lights up and he stares at Jacob. he laughs in the most adorable fashion at Jacob–it’s like a breathless squeal of joy that he repeats a few times. Jacob really likes to get in Jackson’s face, and Jackson doesn’t mind in the slightest. He focuses those big eyes on his brother and just loves everything he sees.

As you can see in these pictures, he is quite comfortable on his stomach, and will roll over instantly and push himself up like this. He’s quite proud of this skill as well. He is very strong and when he’s excited his little arms and legs start to move wildly. When he wants to stand up, he does, and you cannot bend him in half and hold him in the cradle hold. 

He has been drooling buckets and buckets. He will soak through his clothes if I don’t put a bib on him. The pediatrician says she sees swelling on his gums, and I think I see the bottom gums flattening out for those bottom teeth to come in. He is all gummy smiles and drool now, though, and I am enjoying this “babyness.” I’m in no rush for him to grow up!

He has his same birth hair/fuzz, but has recently grown some long, straggly, (and I think curly!) hairs on the top of his head. You can really see them when the light shines through his hair and they are so funny and cute. 

When he’s not busy grabbing things and putting them in his mouth (our hands, anything nearby, his own clothes) he is grabbing his feet. I should remember to photograph that. It’s darling. He’s darling.

In short, and as usual, he is an absolute joy.

Stats for this month:

He weighs 16 pounds, 12.4 ounces, putting him in the 75% for weight.

He is in the 92nd percentile for height.

He is absolutely perfect in every way, a joy and a blessing.