I think this was September. Sam was good at holding his head up, and that's about all he did. Things were fine in the house - I think the entire house was still fair game for me at this point. We had not yet had our misunderstandings.
I think these are both early November. We are both chilling in the living room. Sam and I liked to do pretty much the same things. I understood that his blankets were off limits. I grabbed a corner where I could.
Christmas time. Five months old.
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