connor @ 7 months (and 6 months...)

18 lbs, 6 oz.

12-18 month clothes (6-12 shorts)

size 5 diapers

you love:  playing independently, pulling yourself up on ev.ery.thing, "wrestling" with your brother, dinner time and your pacifier (again - thank God).

you hate:  having your diaper changed, being in the car seat too long, when we leave a room and you can't crawl fast enough to catch us. 

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You're such a freaking joy to have around, my love.  All of us just can't help but smile when we interact with  you - your happiness is simply infectious!  

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These past couple of months have been so much better (compared to RSV Month), although you and your brother both got the stomach flu back in the beginning of May.  Yuck.  Fortunately it was over quick and you both recovered easily.

With school ending this week, I'm going to start sleeping training you.  I'm scared.  Really scared.  However, you need more sleep, and I can barely function during the day.  Our current sleep system isn't working and we need changes.  A typical night consists of an evening snooze around 5:30 or 6 (Mistake #1:  You should be in bed for the night at 6) and you're in bed for the night at 8:45.  Most nights you're up at 11:30 and 3:30, but other nights are much worse.  You're up for the day at 5:45.  Tired baby.  Tired Mama.

You started solids this month!  Your favorites so far are a mixture of nectarines/bananas/strawberries & a mixture of green beans/carrots/avocados.  I bought the oxo freezer blocks - they're the perfect size for your little eating habits.  And because I know you'll only be eating purees for another month or two, I can handle the extra work in preparing them.  So far, Sundays have been the "food processing" day.  Actually, I've found that the blender works better than the food processor.  Anyways, right now you just eat breakfast (8 am) and dinner (5:30 pm).

Despite your sleeping issues (which are completely my fault), you're a beautifully content child.  You still like to breastfeed and I'm down with that.  Now that I can have dairy again (!!!), we can breastfeed as long as you want, my dear.  If you love it, I love it.

I also love that you fit perfectly on my hip.

And that your smile now includes two little (crooked) teeth on the bottom.

And that you lift your left knee high in the air when you crawl.

And that you hardly have any hair.

And that you make a whistle sound when you "talk."

And that you turn your head when we call your name.

And when your brother makes you laugh.

And the list goes on.

This is what playtime looks like.  A lot of tractors and a lot of Patrick telling you "No Baby Con, that's too sharp.  Here's your baby tractor."

Patrick also does this thing where he nonchalantly pushes you out of the way if you're trying to reach one of his toys.  He'll say "MOVE OUT OF THE WAY.  I mean, EXCUSE ME."

I can't wait until you're big enough to be like "DUDE, YOU MOVE."

Well, yes.  I can wait.

xoxo, Happy Seven Months.  And Belated Six Months.