To be honest, Nate loves most everything. Not new teeth or his crib, but he’s pretty holly jolly about everything else.
And since we’ve had three other summer babies, I can remember them all at this age and during this season. I remember road trips with screaming babies on nursing strikes (Catie), crying babies who hated to have their picture taken (Ellie, even back then), and babies who constantly drooled a vile spit-up concoction (all of them, but mostly Sam).
Nate? Holly and jolly. Which makes the rest of the family holly and jolly…because who doesn’t love a baby who smiles all the time?