Micah at 4 months.

Our little man is just growing like a weed. Stop, I say! At nearly 15 pounds, I'm thinking that Micah may be as heavy as Piper is now by the time he's nine months old. In fact, Piper wore a pair of Micah's shorts yesterday because she got her's wet and we only had spare clothes for him. Interestingly, they fit her just great around the waist - they were a bit short though! Good thing Piper loves daisy dukes. 

Micah is a happy little guy and he pretty much goes with the flow. He will even hang with us at Disneyland for hours on end with little complaint. He's getting pretty squirmy and has become quite fond of rolling from his back to his belly. He loves to scream and squeal and he also enjoys pulling on my hair or any other dangling object. 

Sleeping for the little man is hit and miss. He does pretty good at night - often going for nine hours without waking up. Unfortunately, he's the king of cat naps. It is frustrating, but I'm thinking he'll figure it out eventually. 

We just love our little Micah!