He's still not crawling, and still could care less. His reach seems to extend out about six feet, so who needs to crawl anyway? He got one tooth last week, and the other bottom tooth this week. He also got an ear infection to go with it. After 5 1/2 years of parenting, Bill finally had to take a child to the pediatrician, since I had to work (no work=no pay!). Nolan went in with him yesterday. Fully clothed, he was 15 pounds 8 ounces. I'm hoping that means he weighs 15 pounds now.
As you can see, his hair has been growing like crazy! Grandma is on a campaign to cut it, but I'm just not ready. What if he winds up looking like a tiny old man?
"Waving" at Mama:
He's a happy guy. We got lots of big smiles like this:
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