Little Lion Cub

This is how Nana Amy described Drake and his new-found voice: "Like a little lion cub who's figuring out his roar." Such a cute image to me. Which is fitting. Cuz my son is basically the cutest thing since sliced bread. (Is sliced bread cute? Either way...)
It really is a roar, too. Along side figuring out that he has vocal chords that - whoa! - produce sound! Drake has also discovered a little emotion we like to call "anger." But it's like he's playing with the idea. "I think I'll be mad at you for a minute, Dad. Let me try: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeAGHHH!" (Arch! Flail! Frown!) "How was that?" And then he laughs. Funny kid.

The Way He Sounds

It's just one of the million little details I am fighting like hell to log away somewhere very safe. He is so absolutely perfect. Right now. And tomorrow he will be different, but perfect all over again. I just want to remember every single step. Every new kind of perfect. Is that too much to ask?


This is the way he sounds when he's sleeping. It's a particular kind of sweetness. (You will most likely have to turn up the sound on your computer - it's pretty quiet.)


Good old baby sounds. Baby boys sounds. Lots of grunting, a little cooing.