5 months

wow. Happy 5 month...birthday? Anniversary? Who knows. My little man is that old today. I can't believe it. His hobbies to date include chewing on stuff, making b-b-b-b-b-b and farty noises, as well as weird grunting sounds that make him cough after a while, waking up screaming in the night(why? I have no idea.), smiling at everyone he lays his beautiful blue-ish eyes on. He does have hair, but it's super light, so doesn't show up too well in pictures. One more month til we start on the food thing, I won't say solids, because they're really not. Good times.

I posted some more photos in his folder, go take a look. Here's a sampling.


(yes, I do put him to sleep on his back, but he flips over almost immediately.)


(I'm not actually sure what he was so surprised about here)





On a completely unrelated note, but sort of related, because it shows why I am worried about the kind of world my sweet boy will be growing up in...:

"What I'm hearing which is sort of scary is that they all want to stay in Texas. Everybody is so overwhelmed by the hospitality. And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway so this (chuckle) – this is working very well for them." –Former First Lady Barbara Bush, on the Hurricane flood evacuees in the Houston Astrodome, Sept. 5, 2005

yeah, that's the family alright.