The big guy is 8 months old. He is pretty miserable with some teeth trying to poke their way through his bottom gums. Some day, perhaps far away, he will have long stretches of sleeping through the night. I still love this little tank. His favorite time of the day is bath time or meal time. He is getting to be a fast little crawler and loves to play with anything besides his toys--especially our electronics, remotes, and cords. Esther still affectionately calls him "Cubbies." She still loves to awkwardly pick him up and carry him around and try to take care of him like a big girl. He is still the twinkle in his daddy's eye.
I don't think his smile could be any bigger--he is a charmer.
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