You are looking more like a toddler and less like a baby every single day and I'm just waiting for you to start talking to me at any moment. You definitely have an opinion about many things, particularly when it's time to go to bed and whether or not you're up for a ride in the car, but your dad and I are finally starting to figure you out a little bit more.
You've almost completely stopped screaming at us in the evenings (collective sigh of relief) and everyone that meets you thinks you are such a handsome and good boy.
Swimming has become one of your favorite past times and a couple weeks ago we finally got Dad to go with us. He dunked you three times under the water but you survived and had a great time. You love to play with Uncle Willie in the water but get a little nervous if there are too many kids and too much splashing. Like all your cousins before you, you have been swimming in Grandma's pool before you can walk and you are spoiled, only wanting to have the pool to yourself.
You are a wonderful babbler these days and just the other day, with Willie as our witness, you truly said "Mama" for the first time. It wasn't "mamamamama" like usual, but it was one Mama, directed at me. Good boy.
Let's see, what else? You have 2 teeth and the whole teething process so far has been a pain. I can hardly wait for you to get the rest of your chompers. You are 7 weeks into your helmet and making great progress, even though you have Phil the helmet guy baffled at the fact that you can pop your helmet off in the middle of the night. I don't know how you do it either, but you sure do sleep better when you do.
You have become an excellent sitter and just yesterday, figured out how to roll over from your back to your tummy. You don't know what to do once you get there, but it's good to know you are an ambi-turner no more...now, you are diversified. You also have become very good at standing and are starting to take a few steps on occasion. The only problem? Your steps are backwards. We're working on it though.
I love to watch you grab at things when you are sitting down and, on the rare ocassion you tip over, you don't cry anymore, you generally laugh. Your sense of humor is interesting. You love to run and jump down the stairs and are ticklish everywhere. Any time your Dad says something to you in Spanish, you crack up laughing. You know when we're about to "get you" too and the excitement you display at the anticipation of a laugh is almost better than the laughing itself.
You are a good eater and have graduated to #2 foods, but have not yet developed the patience to eat the bigger container of food. You would rather eat your toys, get mushy goo in your sippy cup, and rip of your bib. You love to take off your bib. It's driving me crazy.
Thank you for being such a good boy. Now, if you would start walking that would be great. You and your 23 pounds are starting to break my back.
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Happy Seven-Month Birthday, Elliott! It was great rocking you to sleep this afternoon!
Love, Grandmama
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