Christopher is now 3 months old and is becoming a little person with his own personality. He's a good nurser, he's still exclusively breastfed. He's 18 1/2 pounds, 25 1/2 inches long. He's now the size of a 12 month old. I'm about to change his nick name of "chub chub" to bruiser. I mean he's got more rolls than a michellin baby. He holds his head up and sits like a 5 or 6 month old. He loves to play on the floor with Anthony and Anthony now likes to play with Christopher most of the time. It's so funny, Christopher LOVES the smell of food. Even if he's in his crib sleeping, he'll wake up when I put food out on the table. He just amazes me. I wish I could have more, but I'll just have to wait for everyone else to decide to have babies, or I'll have to fight the baby blues until we adopt our baby girl. I'm not done recieving children, I'm just done having them. That's what I keep telling myself anyway.