Poor sweet baby.
We were in a luke warm bath last night because your temperature was 104.6 degrees.
You're on a regiment of acetaminophen and ibuprofen to control it now.
On a lighter note. You are clearly trying to talk now.
You often attempt to repeat words that we say and it is so darn cute.
You reach out when you want to be held, which feels like all the time. :)
You are definitely a Momma's Boy and I love it.
You had your first sleep over a few weeks ago with Aunt Becky.
Then your second was with Aunt Audrey.
Aunt Audrey didn't enjoy it as much as Aunt Becky did, 'cause you missed me so much and were fussy, to say the least.
You are almost ready to walk. You try every day, and you are getting another tooth right now, but I don't know for sure where yet. I just know you soak a bib in no time flat.
I gotta go feed you now. I love you!
(These pictures were taken at the Wilson County Fair in August.)
P.S. Tonight you used a fork! Just grabbed it off of Delsin's plate of spaghetti and started putting food in your mouth over and over! And just now I turned on some Bee Gees (Stayin' Alive) and you started dancing!
