Actual shots were taken late - at six months, 18 days.
Birthday news? At seven months, Lucy is soooo close to crawling. Actually, she does crawl. Only in reverse. And then gets stuck against _______ (insert furniture/wall name). Two teeth are breaking through her bottom gum. Maizey interacts with her sans my urging, as Lucy finds her hilarious. (If Maizey as much as looks at her she flaps and babbles. Peels of laughter. Which is heart-warming. And dealing with a jerky toddler means my heart needs a lot of warming.) She still wakes 2x/night, but is doing great in her own room/bed. Her favorite food is bananas, delivered via a mesh feeder. (A sanitary mom's nightmare. Thank goodness I'm a germie.) Other faves? Sweet potato fries, sweet potato mush and watermelon. Unfaves? Pears & rice cereal. She loves the stroller and no longer requires the car seat adapter. In fact, she abhors it. Girlfriend wants to sit up and look around. (Maizey, when asked during pre-dinner what Lucy is thankful for usually answers, "The wide world." True that.) She makes me wistful that my baby days are waning. But as Will says, "Better to end on a high note."
p.s. And just so I don't forget my latest Maizey-ism... last night I overheard her tell Will, during bedtime, "Dad, I think you're a genius."
