Did I mention he’s sitting up and playing and eating, too? And sleeping, too? I really like 6 months old. A lot.
The sleeping part, a lot.
One thing that we have recently noticed is his discovery of his tongue. Last night, during his dinner of mixed cereal, apple juice and peas (yum-may!) he stopped and stuck his tongue out at me. And then did it to Rob. And then giggled. What a turkey. It wasn’t deliberate I-am-being-sassy-and-”no!”-is-next kind of tongue out. It was a hey-look-at-this-weird-thing-in-my-mouth-do-you-have-one-of-these? kind of stick out.You know the kind. It was great.
