I haven’t posted pictures of the baby lately. He’s hardly a baby. Sometimes I look at him and see a three-year old. We lowered his crib and his play pen. He’s getting too big on us!
He’s been eating a lot of real foods. Cheerios, Goldfish crackers, chicken – you name it. He loves grasping little bites and bringing them to his mouth.
He is starting to crawl without dragging his belly on the ground. He loves to pull himself to standing up when his hands are wrapped around my fingers. He can open cupboards now. He tries to grab things off grocery shelves. He’s a little mischief maker.
He’s a happy, silly, funny baby and every day I am so grateful that he belongs to me.