So this is what people mean when they say "They grow up so fast!"

When Isobel was a baby people would say that and I would have to resist laughing. I'd think "Not this one! She doesn't grow up fast. She doesn't grow AT ALL." And it was true. But with Jude I keep wishing time would slow down. I spend ridiculous amounts of time deciding which of his cute clothes to put him in because I worry he's going to grow out of them before wearing them more than once.

He was two months old yesterday, and had his checkup today. 10 lbs., 4 oz. and 22 inches long. That puts him in the 25th percentile for weight and 10th for height. That might not sound so impressive, but I'm in awe. I mean, I know he's not a porker, but I guess my perspective is skewed, thanks to Isobel's tinyness.
He's still adorable and wonderful, of course, and a total Mama's boy. He smiles a ton and really asks so little of us, though he has discovered his voice in the last few weeks. The sleepy newborn is definitely gone, and this more opinionated Jude really knows how to wail when The Cow (moi) has tried to pass him off on some other non-lactating and therefore inferior person.

I can't think of anything else to put here except HE'S SO CUUUUUUUUTE!!!!!