This kid is such a delight. He started out as my most difficult baby (acid reflux, crying for no reason I could understand, pyloric stenosis,), but now he is so easy. He is really calm. Everyone who holds him comments on how still and calm he is. He spends his first hour every day just chillin' on the floor. He is then ready for his nap. He falls asleep while laying his head on my shoulder while I burp him hard. It has to be hard (Ben's really embarrassed about how loud it is when we are in public places). Creegan absolutely does not let you sit down when he's tired or fussy, so a rocking chair is a definite waste of space. He's beginning to enjoy watching his brothers. If he can see Eddie or Peter while he is supposed to be eating, forget it; he'll stop eating so he can smile non-stop at them. He doesn't like loud noises; he is more jumpy than Peter was but less jumpy than Eddie. He loves his Dad, and his Dad loves him. He loves playing in his bouncy seat. He has learned that hitting the bird makes it spin. He can grab and hold the other toys. He's just a lot of fun. I've never enjoyed having a baby this much; it's probably all the difficulties we've been through with him. We call him "The Creeg-Meister" or "Creeg", but Peter reminds us constantly that his name is "Creegan". We love our little Creegan.