7 months came & went

Our sweet, boy turned 7 months the day we moved into our new home. Thought the past month has been a bit of a whirlwind, it has been filled with wonderful memories...But needless to say, I have been slacking on the updates. So this is what our munchkin is doing presently...He is finally sitting well without assistance or propping, he loves tummy time and can scoot nearly anywhere if he wants to get there bad enough, has four teeth and is teething yet again, and is entertained by making a horrid grinding sound, loves to cuddle at night, laughs if you look at him with a big smile, has singlehandedly wrecked "Bethlehem" (Kate's nativity that she spends forever setting up just so) several times, can hold his bottle through an entire feeding, still is a "happy spitter upper", loves any green veggies, won't eat fruit, it ticklish everywhere but especially his lower back. He daily brings us great joy with his happy grins, precious face and I so desperately wish I could bottle up/freeze/hold on to this time.

Happy 8 months, Baby Boy!