It's been a big couple of days. Monday night, around 6pm, Connor decided he could sit up by himself. He had this look on his face that said "I got this." We then headed to Aunt Suzie and Uncle Chris's house so they could see. Becca started crying because he's growing up so fast. Well... That's true I suppose. He's becoming a little wolf.
It's been almost five months. Connor is strong as an ox and his hair is growing in. Growing in fast. His eyebrows almost have a reddish tint to them; I'm hoping his hair has some of mom's color in it. He's almost rolling over by himself. He's has a swim suit that will be put to use very soon. He tried eating some rice baby food stuff but said, thanks but no thanks, I'll stick to mom's milk. All the better.
It's getting more and more fun for me to play with him. He's bigger and stronger. We love to hang him upside down and throw him in the air. We can almost wrestle a little bit. I can't wait for him to start crawling. At least I think I can't wait--it might open up a new world of necessary supervision. Knowing Connor so far, he will get into everything. Which is fine, because that's what it's all about.
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Here are a few pictures Becca took last night around sunset. I like how the sun looks in the background coming into the house...
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