He can army crawl like a fiend when there's something he wants, like a board book, or a wire. He doesn't sleep through the night, much to my annoyance. He's gained a lot of control when he's reaching for things, like his bottle. He knows to tip it back and then forward again to get the last few drops. He still loves to play with his feet. He loves it when Andrew throws him in the air, or when you zerbert his tummy. He's almost too big for his baby bath, which he loves to splash around in. You can't take your eyes off of him for a second when on the changing table, because it's a given he will turn over onto his tummy.
This month's sticker lasted all of 2 seconds before he ripped it in half. Here's the little wiggle worm, in all his glory.
Look at those plump little legs!!
ReplyDeleteI called him "my chubby baby" in front of the doctor, who gave a look and said "not really."
ReplyDeleteYour doctor is an idiot. That kid's chunkin' up nicely!!
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