11 weeks 4 days

Carter had a fun weekend getting spolied by BeBe and PopPop. Steve and I drove down to Galveston for a few hours, and it's the farthest we have been separated from Carter to date. BeBe and PopPop gave Carter a bath, but forget to take his socks off! At one point this weekend, Carter and Bebe apparently got into a 10 minute "shouting match", talking back and forth to each other.

Carter's trying very hard to learn to suck his thumb, often trying to put his whole fist in his mouth and making growling noises like a puppy! He gets a death grip on his blanket when you put it on his lap, and pulls it up over his eyes. He is now out of the newborn bottles, and is taking up to 5 ounces at a time. Plus, I've had to get out some bigger clother for him.

The bad news is that for the last couple of nights, he regressed back to getting up every 2 to 3 hours, but I hope that doesn't last.