The nicknames are already flowing... My mom likes to call him heapy dumpy since he balls up like a little rump roast. My grammy used to call me the same... so glad he takes after me in his sleepy cuddle mode. My uncle (the family nicknamer who stuck me with my kiddie nickname, Peep) calls him Baby AB ay-bee.
I like to call him my little baby bird. His little neck stretches to yawn and when he's ready to nurse. Sometimes he squaks. Sometime he tweets. His wild hair looks like ruffled feathers, but even softer.
I also like to call him the gas pain super hero. He fights off those gas pains and you should see the fierce little face expressions he makes. He raises his arms and as if he's imitating a super hero, he punches away.
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