Reid seems to pull out a new milestone whenever we go on vacation. Back in June he rolled over for the first time, and hasn't stopped since. I really wish that he would have poked a tooth or two through as it seems like he's been teething for ages. In so much pain. Poor little devil. While we were away he was really working on sitting and crawling. He pushed and pushed and pushed and finally when we were in Victoria pushed himself to sitting all alone. It's the cutest thing. That's how he does now. No matter where he is, always a push to sitting then he'll play. In his crib it's so cute. Except when he's been crying and we walk in there, and there's a weepy baby just sitting in the middle of his crib. So sad. Otherwise, it's just the cutest. Dad went to get him up from a nap the other day and found him standing in his crib. Happy as punch. Hanging on to the rails. Immediately after dinner, dad and I lowered the crib. I was talking to
Christien in Reid's room last night, and he was playing in his crib, then he just grabbed onto the back rails and pulled himself up. My goodness. What's next? Walking, I know. Time to really get cracking on baby proofing.
Happy six month birthday little Reid.
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