2 montsh old!

It truly is amazing how fast 2 months can go by when every minute is consumed (and very little of it is by sleep). If we aren't changing him, rocking him, bouncing with him, feeding him, calming him, bathing him, or the various other "Eli" activities that now consume our life, we are, well, umm....I don't know. We haven't done anything else. But I don't want this to sound depressing or negative. We signed up for this and would sign up over and over again. Parenthood is truly a wonderful experience. Me (Daddy) in particular, I was worried about being uptight about gross things like poop or puke, or trying things like crying and fussiness...and I don't mean to imply that these things are a breeze, because they aren't. But the important part is that when I look at him, I see Tiffany and I see myself. I really feel like he is me and I am him, and he is Tiff and she is he (if that makes sense). I'm on board for the long haul...that's for sure. A good example, lately he's been exceptionally fussy. He kinda cries a lot. No, not kindof cries a lot...he flat out cries a lot. Just when this begins to wear thin and I wish I could just grab my fly rod and head to the river, he'll do something super cute. We were sitting here watching TV and I lifted a leg to release a little pressure and right as my pressure was relieved, he let one fly and showed me that he is just like his old man. (If you don't know this about me, I'm easily amused by fart jokes). Anyway, its the little moments that make the long hours bearable. Its the little moments that make the memories. Its the little moments that create that bond that will endure through all of the times when things get tough. So, here's some more of the little moments as they've happened as of recently...