My little guy is FIVE months old. Someone pinch me. The first baby went by fast, the second was faster, the third? It’s been a total blur. I know I always say it, but I feel like we just arrived home from the hospital. I feel like we just moved into our new house. And just like that, he is five months old. Weston is the sweetest baby. He is always smiling (unless he’s hungry) and he is much more laid back than my other two babies. I hope and pray he stays that way because I need a laid back babe amongst the high-strung ones. They get it honestly, bless their hearts.