Another month already? I know I say it every month, but I can’t believe how quickly time flies. Already you are on the other side of half a year, by the rules of rounding I could say you were one. ONE! Obviously, I wouldn’t. Rules of rounding or not, you are still that tiny newborn to me.
This month has shown a major improvement in your scooting skills. Everyday, you test your boundaries more and more. If you are on the floor in your room, you head for the hall. In our room, it’s the bathroom. You go for power cables (a constant source of annoyance) and garbage cans. You pull books off the coffee table. Some of your favorite things to play with are probably not baby safe: my cell phone, the remote control, cardboard inserts, an unopened box of razors (thank goodness it wasn’t open!) and, of course, any cat toy within your field of vision.
Favorite toy ever though: a spoon. Any kind you can get your hand on. Plastic, metal, baby sized or adult.
Other major milestones this month: you went to the pool twice and you met the Budweiser clydesdales at Grant’s Farm. You can sit up entirely on your own. At least for a few minutes before you decide to lean over tho the side and fall over.
Somedays you frustrate me beyond belief, but I still love you more than anything (sorry, Brian).
All my love always,