My son has been doing marvelously. He's 5 months old now and, at the risk of being hated and envied, he is one easy and happy baby. I have no idea what I did in my life to be rewarded with such a marvelous child but I'll be sure to do it again next time. I just hope I can remember everything.
Seriously. I've stopped asking and started accepting that yes, I got this awesome kid who thinks I'm the funniest person alive. I put on one of his little hats and sing, "Fat Guy in a Little Coat" from Tommy Boy and I get the loudest, breath stealing giggles from my now favorite person.