You're 7 months old and a delightful little chap. We couldn't have ordered a better baby than you -- even from a North American online site. Let's see... you're sitting on your own very well and quite the little climber. You'll grab anything you can to launch yourself over or out. For instance, in your baby bath, you'll be all "Ok, let's climb out. Nah, I'll grab myself. No, should try to climb out. Hmmm, grab myself. Ooooh, I'll get outta here. But, grab myself". It's quite entertaining. I'm sure in 30 years your future wife will think this is hilarious. To your dismay.
We've tried solids again, and it's going better. I think you actually swallow some. With some dramatic gagging of course.
You laugh and giggle all the time and all it takes is for someone to look at you. You also cackle. The carseat and the baby swing outside make you cackle "cack, cack, cack" -- it's a really cute laugh.
We're still enjoying the amount of sleep you give us. You'll have 4 naps some days (a couple 50 minute ones, a 2 hour one, and then a late catnap) but then some days you'll give us two long naps of 2 hours each. You're still in bed by 6.30pm since we just can't seem to keep you up. This means that you wake up at 6.10 in the morning, with the occasional 5.40 start (we don't go get you, you have to wait it out). I'm waiting for the days when we can stretch you to 7pm. Hopefully then we'll see the end of the 5ams.
Still no teeth.
You love to suck on my hair. Man, you can get my locks curled around your chubby hands faster than you can say "pony tail". Maybe it's the yummy "fruits of the forest" hair products I use... you'd think it would taste soapy though.
We dote on you little man, you're gorgeous.
Love
Mommy and Daddy
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