7 months

Yesterday Ethan was 7 months. I won't even go into how crazy that is. It just goes so so fast. Why does it have to be that humans grow the fastest in their lives when they're the cutest? Why can't we grow the fastest during those awkward pre-teen/teen years? Eh, I digress, here's our cutie at 7 months, growing faster every day it seems:






And here he is trying to get the hang of the whole crawling thing:

He really wants to, but he can't figure it out. No complaints from his parents. He can spin around on his belly and scoot a little, but he's not very fast. He still has way more interest in standing.

Other things he's doing now... He reaches for us all the time. It's so so sweet and I love it. He's also trying to eat more foods, but he's really not into any of it. He doesn't really like to eat. Nana says it's what I get for being such a picky eater myself. He's still our champion sleeper, he goes about 11-12 hours. He talks/yells all the time. He says "ma ma," "ba ba," and "pa pa" so far. No "da da" which is of course killing Cory. He doesn't seem to be growing too much anymore, meaning not as fast as it used to seem. He still wears a lot of 3-6 month stuff, except for pants. His hair, however, does seem to grow quite fast. That's really all I can think of for new stuff, he's just a happy, animated, silly, sweet little 7 month old boy!