I'm five months! Here are some things I'm up to these days:
* I LOVE playing with Palmer and Portia.
*I light up when Daddy's around. He can get me to laugh faster than anyone else.
*I roll over both ways but am usually content hanging out on my back with my thumb in my mouth.
*I like to drool...a lot. Mom thinks I should be getting teeth somewhat soon because my drool has exponentially increased in the last week. I now wear a bib most of the time and I like to chew on that, too.
*I sit up for a few seconds and then lose it and end up folded in half. But when I'm sitting I know I'm a big girl.
*I am a very conflicting baby. I'm usually pretty easygoing, unless I have a poopy diaper or I need to eat, then I get intense. I also like to intensely study my toys...and people...and football on TV.
*I finally have chubby legs, though Mom says I'm not as chubby as the other two were.
*I intently stare and smack my lips when others are eating and I think I might like food. But I don't love rice cereal or baby food. I think it's just too much effort to learn how to eat from a spoon and I just want to grab from whatever plate is nearby. I hate being left out at dinner time but I really don't like utensils. So I just eat my hands and hope someone gets the hint that I want food.
*I get very excited when someone puts me in my car seat because I can see Palmer and Portia get in the car and I know I'm guaranteed to have some play time with Portia. But if we're not in the car, I don't love my car seat. I mean, what's the point of a CAR seat outside the car. No one else has to stay strapped in to a seat where they can't see anything going on!
*I love being outside and staring at the trees next door. They're mesmerizing.
*I just like to relax and watch other people. I don't reward everyone with a smile, but I'm content to just be included.
*I've recently found my voice and insist on yelling as loud as possible, preferably in a place that resonates, like the chapel or Walmart. Mom thinks I'm funny, well maybe not, but at least I think I'm funny.
*Mom thinks I'm about 26 inches long (I prefer "tall" because I know I'm a big kid) and about 15 lbs.
Generally speaking, life is good, especially when I get to hang out in the toy room on the big kids' bean bag chairs. What more could I want?