"Seven months, really? How did that happen? We kept him alive for seven months? Really?"
This was Nate in reference to our joint disbelief at the fact that our little man has somehow made it through this long.
He's about 18.5 pounds and pushing 29 inches (or perhaps taller--it's ridiculously difficult to measure an infant). Six teeth, tons of hair, pulling himself up on everything, beginning to cruise on furniture, eating plants and power cords, getting about 90% of Cheerios in his mouth, a growing fascination with lights and their switches, and so much more.
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| Grandma came to visit! |
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| Look at those teeth (and chubby cheeks) |
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| About to eat my shoelaces |
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| Classic--morning coffee while trying to control the baby |
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| Surrounded by all his toys |
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| My little conductor |
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