Four month old blondie

Corgan turned four months old on Sunday. He has become the most smiley, laughing little boy ever. When Ewan and Fynn were babies, they didn't cry much, but getting a smile out of them was like pulling teeth. With Corgan, he's quite the crier, but when he's not yelling, that baby can GRIN. And he laughs so much. I discovered at my parent's house the other day that if I hold him in front of the mirror, he will talk to himself and giggle. I tried to capture this on my camera today as my friend Vanessa held him. The picture is awful and it won't upload anyway, but I assure you it is quite cute. Also, I don't even know what to think of this - but his hair is growing in very light - almost blond so far. My other boys have such dark hair, so it's kind of strange to see him looking so different! I'm pretty sure he wasn't switched at birth. I guess I just figured they would all look so much the same. It's going to be fun to watch the differences emerge. I should have a better four-month picture, but he was so cute sleeping on the couch with his mouth open and tongue hanging out. He makes it so hard not to squeeze him as hard as I can. Which would be very hard, indeed, because his cuteness fuels my strength.