Gavin is doing well. He eats a lot. Poops a lot. And – thank Spock – sleeps alot. From day one his routine has been to eat at 9ish and go to sleep. Wake up at 2ish. Eat. Outby 3. Wake up at 6ish. Eat. Look around. Spit up. Back to sleep.
At his two-week doctor visit he was already 10 pounds. We’re pretty sure he’s hit the double 1s by now.
And yes, like his sister, me thinks he likes the camera.