Time is flying.
I can’t believe that Falco is already four months old. He is trying to roll over now, though he hasn’t been quite successful yet, and he has become quite the athlete in his Jumperoo. Before long, he is going to be sitting up on his own and eating solid foods. While I don’t really wish he would slow down on growing up because he gets cuter and more fun all the time, I do wish I could record every minute of his babyhood so that I could remember every moment forever. It’s already so hard for me to remember him as a tiny newborn who couldn’t hold his head up and slept all the time. I know the cute little things he does every day will be distant memories soon as he grows out of them. At least he is always replacing old adorable habits with new ones, so that makes it a little easier.
