Six month Sitter

He's getting there, sitting that is. He doesn't really tripod, he is too busy trying to reach for other things to bother putting down his hands. This usually results in his falling flat on his face. Today he was sitting on the ground at the playground at school and was mesmerized with the dirt and mulch sifting through his hands. He tried to eat it several times and then continued with his looking about. Then he got his wish, he truly bit it. He landed face first in the dirt. No, no tears, just the opportunity to eat some of the prized grime.
Graham went to the doctor last week to check on a cold he's been battling for about 3 weeks. He was diagnosed, shockingly!, with a cold. The nice part is that we got to have him weighed and he is now tipping the scales at 15.4 pounds. He goes again next week for his 6 month appointment and we will truly be able to tell how fast this guys is putting on weight. He is now eating 3 meals of solids a day, plus a snack of toast or cookie, plus he nurses 6 times a day. Let me do the math for you: he is eating constantly. Sturdy, that's what we'll call him and because he is so sturdy we have decided that waking up to eat is no longer an option. You can imagine his dismay at this new development, but he seems to be doing ok with it. He is actually more upset at midnight when we don't let him eat than he is at 7am, when he is truly hungry and waking for the day. That's when he just kicks around his bed, talking and laughing at his airplanes flying above.
He has moved to the sink for baths. He barely fits in, but he seems to like it. As soon as he is a bit stronger in the sitting department he will be moved to the tub, solo, until he gets the hang of it. Hopefully by May he will be joining his sisters for bathtime.
Below there are three photos of him "smiling". It almost looks like he is pain, but they are truly the biggest smiles you have ever seen. They start out as normal little smiles and Graham minding his own business. Then it happens, he will make eye contact with you and that normal little smile gets expanded into the hardest, widest smile you've ever seen. All gums, lots of drool and usually some sort of squeal, grunt or goony sound (think Beavis and Butthead). When he is in his exersaucer you get all that, plus some serious thrashing and carrying on, like a one man band.
Naps are a funny thing around here. He is still unpredictable as to how long they will be, but the time of day seems to be fairly regular. Oh, and most of them during the week are in the car. We go out, he wears himself out and then he snoozes in the car. We get home, I roll down the windows, find myself some activities in the front yard or front room, check on him every 5 minutes and there he sleeps, up to 2 hours sometimes. I realize these days are coming to an end since the weather is warming up. Too bad, he does some prime napping in there and I get a lot of laundry folded, garbage taken out, floors swept,etc while he dozes.