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"My son is huge. He weighs 13lbs and doesn&amp;#x27;t fit in his 0-3 clothes anymore--he is four months. He learned how to entertain himself, too. He is obsessed with pulling his shirt up and showing off his tummy. He is mesmerized by his fingers and he can grab his feet and almost pull his socks off. Tear. I taught him how to stick his tongue out and when ever I go in for a kiss, he sticks his tongue out at me and laughs with his mouth wide-open--a big, heaping laugh. Fake sneezing makes him laugh, so I have a &amp;quot;cold&amp;quot; often. You all love my hair--so does he. He loves to fist it, and absolutely loves when I tickle his face with it. His cheeks are apple red and chubby and his tummy has bite-size rolls. His left thumb is preferred and us gals would kill for his lashes (When he was born, they were barely there). But, the best, he talks. Yes, my son is a genius. He says: &amp;quot;Heeeeeeeeeeeeey.&amp;quot; Now, do I think he knows he is greeting me? No. But he doesn&amp;#x27;t cry in the morning anymore. He wakes me up by saying &amp;quot;Heeeeeeeeeeeey.&amp;quot; When I say &amp;#x27;Hey&amp;#x27; back, he repeats and says: &amp;quot;Heeeeeeeeeeeey.&amp;quot; He&amp;#x27;s so big. Where did my infant go? Where is the little guy that used to love to sleep on my chest and hated his crib? I was lying on my side the other night (I couldn&amp;#x27;t sleep) and I looked down at my, ahem, soft, belly and thought: My God--I did it. I feel alive."^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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