7 Months Old - Forever

The big boy was 7 months old on Wednesday. He's approximately 19 1/2 lbs now and transitioning into 12 months clothing. He's up to 6 teeth (4 on top; 2 on bottom) and loves to feed himself. He loves chomping on rice cakes, puffed veggie snacks, crackers/cookies, and especially FRENCH FRIES! Yes, we teach healthy eating habits early, here. He is a cat whisperer. He can pull Toby's tail with no repercussion and gets LOTS of cuddles from Caely who usually likes noone. Timmy loves to watch all of the animals, but for some reason the cats put him into a trance. He still has tumbles here and there, but he is a pretty solid sitter now and can get to sitting from laying on his back or belly. He has the reach of a 7'2" basketball player. He's scooting and semi-crawling everywhere. He can pretty much move in every direction except directly forward. And he LOVES his toys!!! He especially loves anything he can grab or knock over. He loves his jumper and playing in his excersaucer, but more than anything likes to be let loose on the floor with his toys.

I swear, it was Katie, I did NOT make this mess!

Mmmm, what IS this heavenly concoction? Fun to eat and fun to play...

If I could freeze my kids at any age, it would be right now. Well, not freeze so they don't move; rather, freeze them to be this age forever. Timmy is just a perfect baby (although he could be a little lighter :). He is charming and happy and has a contagious smile and laugh. He is an awesome cuddler and loves to hang onto my neck like a monkey. He gives the best kisses (if you're into having your mouth and nose sucked off). But while he's still my "baby", I love that he can amuse himself and play independently for a good amount of time. I love that he charms the socks off of anyone who meets him. He is my sweet boy. And while Tim's busy being my perfect baby, I'm just enjoying Katie more than ever as well. Her speech is improving in leaps and bounds. She loves to try to make us laugh and she is so independent. She loves to do things for herself and loves playing pretend with her dollhouse and baby dolls. And while she's my "big girl," she's still innocent and loves and trusts her mommy and daddy unconditionally. How did I get so lucky?