During all of the craziness lately this little man turned 7 months old! I must have blinked because he seems to have grown up so much! He is still the loveliest baby around. So content. So happy. So cute. So mine. I think he is going to be a mommy's boy and that is just fine with me!
He has 2 little teeth poking through this month and he finally started sitting up on his own. He is beginning to like eating solids a little more, especially pears. No signs of crawling yet thank goodness (Tate was crawling at 7 months!).
Proof that he does cry on occasion.
Toby fought back the other night by throwing up all over Tate. I laughed. Tate cried.
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