Finnian continues to grow like a weed. We were fortunate to have my parents visit us for a few weeks. He changed so much from the time they arrived to the day they departed. I swear he went from newborn size to 3-6 months, almost skipping an entire size in-between. He smiles all the time and certainly laughs more than he cries.
Finnian and I enjoying the White House gardens.
Finnian and Annie spending some quality time together.
Grandpa and Grandma visiting with Finn.
Grandpa teaching Finn the words to Pat McGinty's Goat.
Grandma working her magic at bedtime.
Finn with the help of his chair likes to sit up on his own.
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