He smiles when i brush his teeth. I think he likes how it feels.
He eats a big chunk of banana every night for the past week now. I put it in one of those netted thingamabobs (seriously? spell check didn't even try and correct that word) with the handle on the end, and he just sucks away until he finishes all the mashed up yumminess. Have tried giving him a little oatmeal a few times but he's not into it.
He's a fast mover. There is no safe place for him anymore. Try putting him on his back and he's rolled over in a half a second looking for the next thing to go after. I need to find one of those big 'ol gated confinement playthings or something. Keeping a baby safe with one other kid was kinda of a pain but doable. With a 5 and 2 year old and the trail of junk they leave behind? It's getting impossible.
He's still the most precious gorgeous smily baby in the whole world and everyone who meets him falls instantly in love.
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