Time is flying! Today Preston turned 2 months. I never thought I would say that I don't want my baby to grow up, but since he is my last and such a good baby, I want him to stay little forever. I get precious smiles and even a few giggles out of him. He still won't take a pacifier, but is happy to sit and watch everything going on. Micah and Brooklyn love him and are always wanting to hug and hold him. Chad and I are tired, but adore this boy. I'm so glad we had a whoopsie! He is wearing 3-6 months clothes already and I don't think that will last much longer. He is going to be one big boy!