Like I said before, he really was a happy baby. He was 2 months old here and he smiled a lot. Sometimes because he tooted, or burped or did some other equally fascinating body function, but I like to think that sometimes it was because he was grinning at us. He sure smiled at everyone else!
And of course, we went to the rib festival! That is a must in the Forsberg family, and so Dorian was inducted into that great tradition correctly. He hung out in the carrier while we walked around and ate yummy food.
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