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Dear Lucas
You are eight weeks old already and although that's only a short period of time, I can't actually remember what it was like without you. We all adore you, especially your big sister who is always hugging and kissing you. It's funny to watch you squirm as she does this as it seems like such a typical response from a little brother.
You are a very laid back baby and we hardly ever hear a peep out of you these days (during your first few weeks you had reflux which made you very unhappy but thankfully you seem to be growing out of this). Over the last two weeks you have perfected your cheeky little smile. You are always smiling and it's the sweetest thing to see. You're such a happy boy.
You are growing like a champion. No longer do you have gangly little chicken legs (and let me tell you, you had some of the best chicken legs I ever did see on a baby). Now you have chubby rolly polly thighs and your cheeks are filling out too.
Sweet boy, you're such a joy to be around. I am savouring every moment with you knowing how quickly the time will fly and you'll no longer be a tiny baby.
We love you so very much.
xx
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