Late as usual, but totally worth it I think. The Bird was six months old on June 10. He is so darling that it almost makes us think we could have another baby (don’t get too excited, grandparents). Then we remember that we probably wouldn’t be so lucky next time. The adoption process could be much harder OR we could just have a crankier baby, or a baby who is not a good sleeper, or one who has colic.
You can see the full size picture here.
The Bird is getting extremely active. This month he fell in love with his Johnny Jump-Up. It hangs from the door in the kitchen and we created a playlist that amuses us. Among the selections:
Jump – Kris Kross
Jump Around – House of Pain
Jump – Van Halen
Brown Derby Jump – Cherry Poppin’ Daddies
One Jump Ahead – Aladdin soundtrack
We love to watch him in that thing and it makes us wish they made an adult-sized version for us. We could build one like this:
He can also roll over like a champ – sometimes both ways, but usually just onto his stomach. That’s his preferred method of sleeping now, much to Don’s dismay.
In other news, I have REALLY REALLY awful poison ivy. Or oak. Or sumac. Or, apparently, even Virginia Creeper.