Finn is now five months old.

He’s a happy and often mellow little baby boy.

He doesn’t sleep a lot but uses energy to roll from his back to his front and vice versa.

Finn has celebrated his first Thanksgiving at Grandma Ann’s house.

His favorite toys are his fingers, his Sophie teether, and his stuffed cow.

He wore his pug hat for the very first time.

He had an early Christmas celebration at Grammy Becca’s house.

Some days I think we know the routine and have this parenting thing down, and the next I feel lost and at square one.

But more than anything, we love this little boy.