Today we went to James’ 6 month appointment (even though he’s really 6 and a half months). It was Toby’s first time meeting our pediatrician and her reaction was “Oh wow! James looks just like you!” As you can imagine, I only get that response from, oh about 99% of the people we meet.
Our little guy has turned blonde, believe it or not, and he is now a whopping 19 lbs 5 oz and 27.5 inches long. He crawls backward, but can’t quite figure out how to go forward yet. This past week he pulled himself up to a standing position using the side of our furniture. He doesn’t realize that he’s too young to be doing that! (And, honestly, I’m not sure just exactly how he manages with all that baby fat.)
We hear a lot of “Da da” around here, but no “Mom mom” yet. *sigh* Sleep is still not high on James’ list of priorities either, so Toby and I are learning to function with fewer hours of rest. Other than that, we are doing pretty well. No exciting news to share from our little, orange and blue corner of the world.
Have I mentioned that James already loves the STL Cardinals and the Fighting Illini?