Six Months

My baby is 6 months old.  It is hard to believe that half of a year has passed.  I got to spend the day at home with him, even though it was a school day.  Sadly, it was because he was sick.  Poor, poor baby!  He has the flu.  You can see it in his little eyes.  He does not feel real great.  However, he is still my sweet, joyful little baby.  Bless his little heart!

He likes to play with his feet now.  I think it is so cute when they grab their little toes!

At 6 months, he weighs 18 pounds 4 ounces.  He loves to jump in his jumper.  His favorite toys are his teddy bear mobile and a Little Einsteins lights and music toy.  He says momma, or at least I think he does.  It sure sounds an awful lot like it.  He loves, loves, loves to rock!  He likes to rock so much that at daycare, they can not turn on his swing.  He rocks and it swings and he flies pretty high in the air.  He would be able to sit up by himself, but he rocks too much.  So, he falls back.  He is a sweet blessing!  I have thoroughly enjoyed these first six months!