Yesterday was a big day for our little Logan boy. He went on an evening hike with Mama and Daddy at Lake Wedington, riding in the Baby Bjorn with Daddy and watching the stony ridgeline as we walked along the trail, but then sleeping on the way back after we had reached the lookout point to watch the sunset. He amused a cowboy afterward as we dined at Crackerbarrel, providing the dinner entertainment; the man said it seemed like only yesterday that his 28 yr old was an infant. When we got home, Logan's toe found its way out of his pajamas (look closely). Then later Logan made the acquaintance of the Daddy Dragon (Logan's best friend is the mini-dragon son, whom he clutches while in his car seat).
Logan just gets larger (and heavier!) everyday. He is finally filling out with plenty of chub. His thumbs and feet look like little boys' appendages and not just infants'. His hair is growing in, and he babbles and cooes like never before. He laughs heartily, sometimes downright giddy, with alternating cackles and throaty guffaws. He can lift his neck up when on his tummy, though he hasn't rolled over that we know of, but he seems right on track for a 4-month old.
On Thursday, Aunt Melba & Uncle Don passed through town after visiting relatives in Bella Vista. Logan enjoyed having lunch with them at Wooden Spoon.
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