Ollie is seven months old today. Seven.
He is quickly becoming his own little person. With his own personality and his own likes, and his own dislikes, and let me tell you, he has mastered the art of letting us know about those dislikes. Especially if it’s 5am and he dislikes the fact that it is not time to start the day.
Anyway, this past month has been full of big milestones. He’s becoming a very talented mover and shaker and is finding his way all over the living room. At this point, he’s scooting on his belly, but I have no doubt that he’ll be crawling sometime very soon.
Crappy iPhone photo
I *really* need to babyproof.
He also has a tooth two teeth (as of this morning), and it seems like a couple more are close to breaking through. Coincidentally, I’ve bought stock in Walgreens brand baby ibuprofen.
Yesterday was his first day at the beach.
He really enjoyed putting his hands and feet in the sand, and miraculously didn’t even eat any!
He is much more aware of himself and has started playing little games with us. I call them the “Shake Your Head Game” and the “Repetitive Action Game.” Catchy titles, no?
He was super fun starting at four months old, and as the months roll on he gets to be more and more fun to have around.
Remember that thing I said earlier about voicing his displeasure? I think it’s time for breakfast.
And a tissue.
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so cute. i love his (not so) little legs!
Cutie pie. Well, of course, he is…look at his mommy. Congrats on 7 months.
Isn’t he gorgeous. Happy seven months, Ollie.
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