Li'l rooster

Ah, Nathaniel has so many delightful little habits. He coos cutely, he gurgles happily, he gets so exciting when he's ready to eat that his shaking little fists sometimes make it difficult to get the bottle to his lips. All really fun little things he does.

But this post isn't about any of those. It's about his habit of waking up at sunrise, largely to let us know there's a big ball o' fire in the sky. He wakes up and cries a little, signaling me that it's time to take a look at him and prepare to feed him. But he's usually not hungry at that hour. He just wakes up, wakes me up, then falls happily back asleep for another 1 to 2 hours. This would be fine if I needed to be up that early ... but I don't.

Who knew? We thought we were just having a son, but we got a rooster in the deal as well.

(Actually, since I mentioned the cute habits, I thought of one more ... his frown. Sometimes, he'll just start working on a fuss. He's not hungry or with a dirty diaper or anything, he's usually just kinda tired but not yet ready to fall asleep. So he's working up toward crying, and the last step before the wail is the giant frown. It's absolutely the cutuest look in the world. Amanda and I can't help but smile and laugh at how cute he looks ... which probably doesn't help his mood all that much. Still -- it's unimaginable cute. We've tried to take pictures, but it's a very quick thing he does, so it's tough to catch. Plus, I have a feeling it won't look as cute on film. We'll keep trying, though)