You turned seven months old on 7/7! There has to be some luck involved in those three sevens.
One of the biggest things this month has brought is sitting. You are mostly steady when seated on the floor (though you’ve taken a few tumbles you seem unscathed). More importantly, though, to our general, day-to-day quality of life is that you can sit up in your high chair. You have this little purple chair that clips on to our counter and you absolutely love sitting there. I offer you cucumbers and apple slices and you are quite entertained. Now that you can feed yourself these finger foods, you are losing interest in being spoon-fed.
Baby girl, I have no idea what we’d do without your father in the evenings. The man is a wizard at getting you to sleep. I hand him an over-tired, nutty baby and he heads to the bedroom to pace around (and perform some kind of sorcery?) and returns with a peaceful, sleeping cherub. Magic.
That said, once you are asleep, you are asleep for the night. You are a remarkable sleeper. Magic, indeed.
Your scooting skills have improved quite a bit. You are now over at the cat’s food bowl quick-as-lightning. I hope you like Lively Senior Dry Food when you inevitably get a handful in your mouth. So far, I’ve stopped you before your little fingers have made a solid grasp.
Your current favorite toy are these nesting wooden cups. You love banging them together (or watching anyone else bang them together). Ceaseless entertainment.
Another new trick you’ve recently learned is to clap when someone says “Yay!” It is, without a doubt, the cutest thing ever. Your smile lights up your entire face and you freely share these smiles with anyone we encounter. You are a real charmer at the park, little one.
You laugh and laugh at Odie as he tries to sit in my lap whenever I’m on the floor with you. His tail is the funniest thing you’ve ever encountered. We practice “gentle, gentle!” and giving poor Odie his space. He is remarkably tolerant of you (and you are completely besotted with him).