William is doing well. He looks just like his father. He sleeps for 3-4 hours at a time. Eats plenty and has gained a pound in the two weeks since he left the hospital. He likes watching his brothers and sister, and is content in the swing where he is snugly and warm. And this week at just 17 days old he showed us his first smile, at his dad of course, but it was a huge smile followed by a small smirk that melted my heart and brought tears of joy to my eyes.
We tried a family photo shoot last week but mostly I was unsuccessful. William didn't like any of the cute outfits that his Aunt Sarah sent him. But after a lot of food and rocking he finally fell asleep and I was able to capture his sweet spirit sleeping softly under our Christmas tree.