He turned 5 months and decided this was it – things needed to happen. In a week he rolled over, sprouted his 2 front teeth and started standing while holding our ottoman. He hasn’t rolled since, he’s too busy being a crazy man in his jolly jumper. He squeals and shrieks and fills our house with more happy sounds than has ever come out of one person.
He’s becoming such a little boy. A happy, curious (snoopy) little boy.
He’s just the best.