"Stuff I Like" Sunday: This Guy

Okay. I more than like him. I freakin' love the crap out of this little man (literally, as you'll find out in tomorrow's post). But it's not "Stuff I Freakin' Love the Crap Out Of" Sunday, soooo ...

If you don't know who this is, it's our newest son - boy #3, also known as Coby James. Also known as Co-beast, just because I like to give my kids weird nicknames. He ripped through my nether regions was born on September 14th.

We named him Coby for Curtis's late father, Clarence, whom everyone called "Cob" (because, you know, Clarence? Ugh.) I loved that man so much, and I sorely wish he could've known our children ... but cancer took him before he got the chance.

Coby's middle name, James, is in honor of my big brother James Steven - featured in the following photo, caught in mid-burp. Which is not uncommon. At least he isn't flipping off the camera ... which is also not uncommon.

I can only hope Coby grows up to be half as classy. (I love you, Steve.) :)

So far, our newest little man is mellow and easygoing - which is wonderful considering his brothers are four and nineteen months. Because, like, I don't have time for a fussy and difficult baby. So if Coby had been fussy and difficult, well, I would have kicked him to the curb by now.

(Only kidding, of course. I would have just given him to someone who looked clean.)

Because I'm a proud mama, and because you're probably tired of reading by now, I'll leave you with a few pictures.

He gets that face from me. I'm sure of it.

Couldn't you just eat those little feet up?

Have a great rest-of-the-weekend, everyone!