A one-month update on Fox seems kind of silly. He's been on this planet a little over 4 weeks, guys — he really can't do much of anything. He doesn't have "favorite" things or any milestones besides finally opening his eyes. He poops, cries, sleeps, or makes a face that looks like he's smiling when he's really pooping. He's great a peeing all over the wall next to his changing table. His eyes look blue but probably won't stay that way.
But, here's the thing: we're effing obsessed with him. Tyler and I literally just stare at this little dude like he's the most entertaining thing we've ever seen. And well, he is. He's beautiful and adorable and interesting and he looks different every day. We love every silly noise and every facial expression. We gush over his arm movements and say ridiculous things like "You are the coolest dude on the planet" and "You are so effing cute I can't even stand it." We are full throttle parenting nerds. And yeah, we get it now — we get why other parents are this way, too.