To start, here is his monthly photo:
And the roundup of all the monthly pics so far:
1 week, 1 month, 2 months, 3 months, 4 months, 5 months, 6 months, 7 months, 8 months
Roy Boy, you are such a joy. (Which incidentally rhymes, your daddy pointed out.) You are the smiliest thing ever these days and are constantly grinning. You babble babble babble and love to suck on your lips in funny ways. You loooooooove puffs and I think you'd eat a whole container in one sitting if I'd let you. You've developed quite the pincer grasp for grabbing those puffs, and really overall I'm pretty impressed with your fine motor skills. You pretty much love to eat in general. The other day you ate baby cereal, five containers of baby food, and a tub of yogurt and nursed five times. It was absolutely crazy. (And expensive. And time consuming. But I digress...)
You're still a wee bit behind on the gross motor skills. You still absolutely hate tummy time, and the only way I can get you to do it without screaming is to put toys right in front of you and constantly hit buttons so that they play music and flash lights. In fact, when I go to put you on your belly, you now stiffen your legs straight at a 90 degree angle to your body so that it's nearly impossible for me to get you flat on your tummy. (Which is quite ingenious, I must say.) You have yet to get onto all fours, push yourself into a sitting position, or roll over from back to front. Yet you sit up very well and actually stand fairly well too if I prop you up with your hands on something. Of course sometimes I worry myself silly over the fact that you're behind on the belly/crawling stuff, but I'm really not sure what more to do other than keep encouraging you and putting you on your belly despite your protests.
You LOVE bath time and I often put you in the bath when you seem crabby and I don't know what to do with you. You sit in the water and grin and kick kick kick your legs. It's actually thanks to you that your older brother now lets me dump water over his head to wash his hair...I pointed out that you were being braver than him by not crying when I poured water over your head, so then he decided he better be brave too. You also love to scream while you're in the bathtub, which is rather hilarious because your older brother sits there and cries, "He's SCREAMING at me! He's SCARING me! Mommy, he's SCREAMING at me!!!" I shouldn't laugh, but I do. Ahhh...the sibling fights are starting already. :)
You now have two teeth on the bottom, and I think they're so cute. Your eyes seem to be staying a blue-tan hazel, and your hair is growing in very light brown. (It actually often looks red in pictures, which I can't quite figure out.) You're wearing mostly 9- and 12-month clothes, size 2 shoes, and size 3 diapers.
Love you little boy! 'Till next month!