Here he is in his Bumbo with his favorite teething toy. He popped his first tooth through last Thursday--one week after he turned 5 months. Its partner tooth is still trying to break the surface--so he's pretty grouchy from all that pain.
Our appointment was right at nap time, and then they called us back 30 minutes late--but he was still all smiles. I was so happy!
He just officially sat up by himself without support last Wednesday. This is the age when things start happening and happening fast. It's so fun and yet, so sad, all at the same time. Teeth, sitting, getting stronger, eventual mobility, food--yikes!
I love the way his hand is on Ezra's face. It turned out looking all lovey-dovey. But really Ezra was yelling "Ow! He's ripping my ear off!!!!" and the picture lady was all "You're fine! just smile!" Haha.
My boys. Eight years ago Ezra was that size. Eight years--so short and so long. Eight years ago when I thought to myself "Ahh, my years of motherhood are just getting started. I will be enjoying this for a long time to come." Naive, I tell ya. I had no idea how fast "a long time to come" goes!
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