Here are a few pictures we've taken the last few weeks of our sweet little Graham. He'll be 4 weeks old on Tuesday. (this is being typed one-handed by the way as I'm holding him upright in my other arm because his indigestion keeps waking him up, poor guy. I'm currently on a strict no dairy diet to see if that is the culprit like it was for Wes.)
Ahhh...there's nothing better than snuggling with a sweet, peaceful newborn to take you off into your own heavenly, blissful sleep. This happens to me far more often than James--he just never thinks to grab a camera.
Henry is a very great, involved big brother. He adores little Graham and helps a lot. Wes is a great helper too. When Henry began getting sick with the flu this afternoon, he asked James to give him a priesthood blessing specifically so he could get better soon and not get Graham sick. He genuinely loves his little brother. Wes is more shy about how to interact with a baby, but he is extremely protective of him.
Apparently H has a pattern going with his bed hair. We never noticed that before.
Chillin' in his bouncy seat--his favorite place to sleep.
Fortunately, he likes the pacifier decently well. Thank goodness for that!
Snoozing with his good friend, Mr. Giraffe.
Lots of sleeping.
Not a fan of sponge baths, although he likes the part where we wash his hair. This is his classic "I'm not happy" face.
Every once in a while he has the good fortune of finding a finger to suck on. Here he is doing it at about 5 days old in Grandma Eyring's arms.
And again a week later in Grandma Robertson's arms.
And later on a sunny afternoon in his room.
But there's nothing more irritating than when those hands get away...
Life is hard being a baby.
But he already knows that hearing Mom's voice means help is on the way! Aww, I love my little guy.
Let's hope not.
