Our littlest charmer is 5.5 months and all of a sudden seems to have grown up!
Just over the past couple of weeks he has suddenly started to have recognizable goals and purpose in his actions.
He rolls all over the place and is starting to scoot.
He loves solids--so far he's eaten everything I've tried to give him, although sweet potatoes made him shudder a bit!
He still has the most piercing eyes.
He loves grabbing our faces to plaster kisses on them.
He is super cuddly.
He doesn't like to lay flat; when I lay him down he usually goes into a crunch position and holds it as long as he can to try to sit up.
He's finally starting to sleep better! (!!!) He's making it through the night without eating and once we didn't even have to get up with him!
He loves books.
He's obsessed with his big brothers.
He's in the 95th percentile for height and 75th percentile for weight (roughly).
Thanks to Sam, he has a long list of nicknames--Maxwellito Mio, Maxwell Giuseppe Parmigiana, and Boy Jaby (which started as "Joy Baby" but was then flipped) are the ones that come to mind. I pretty much just call him "Maxwell," but I have to laugh at his Daddy's Italian variations.
We can't get enough of him.