Halfsies

Everett, you're halfway to the year-mark! I can't believe it, now six months old. It amazes me how fast the second child's baby days go by. It saddens me and your Daddy as we feel like we can't keep up with all the new things you do.



You are still so easy and such a precious boy! You're still loud. You're still noisy. Now you can do the following things:
-Sit up unassisted
-Walk in your walker (you can even turn and navigate, mostly to follow brother, to his dismay!)
-Babbling more and more, now your vocab includes "mumum" "nananana" "bububub"
-Transferring objects from one hand to the other
-Dropping things, watching where they went and then trying to reach them
-You had your first ride in a park swing


You're still very strong. Your grip is unbelievable. You're still a big boy, you are so wide in your shoulders and your ribs... my little football player (um, clear example in the picture below--note to self, no more stripes!).

You're currently wearing 12-18 months clothes, and are quickly outgrowing those.

Your favorite toys:
-Leap Frog Table top (without it's legs)
-Sitting in a laundry basket with some toys
-Your walker
-A yellow triangle teether. You got a lot of use out of it while breaking two more teeth. (tooth count, 4)

Still a joy, still a happy baby, and still making life easy on Mommy! We love you!

Finding Flattery

Call it hereditary or call it training, but Carter seems to have picked up the gift of flattery from his amazing father. Lately he has been noticing if I dress up a bit. If so, he says, "Mommy, you look so pretty!"...

Yesterday we visited Grandma and Grandpa Brown (which Grandpa, to send you some recovery cheer, I thought you should know that he has been talking about you, the hospital and your knee with staples all day!). As we were leaving their house, my mom and grandma were walking back to the door, and didn't turn around to wave goodbye.

C: "Mommy, they're not hearing you. They are going inside the house without saying goodbye".
M: "Well, let's roll down the window and yell to them". (I roll down the window and yell, "Grandma, Mom, bye! Love you".
C: "LOVE YOU GRANDMA VEE AND GRAMMY. GRANDMA VEE, YOU LOOK SOOOOOO PRETTY!"

Today I put on some new pants, courtesy of Grandma herself (thanks again!)... Carter says, "OOOOh, cool new pants, Mom".

It's been a rough day with both boys. My fault entirely as I managed to clean the entire house neglecting them and literally not spending any one-on-one time with either of them.... after being frustrated and annoyed, I sit at dinner and Carter says, "I love you, Mommy. You are soooo pretty".

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