6 Months Already?!

I'm jumping the gun a little bit with this post, but we have a busy weekend ahead of us. Ross will be 6 months on Sunday! Halfway to being one!

6 months is full of smiles and belly laughs and all sorts of attempts at trying to be a baby on the move! Our baby boy who loves to be held is finally giving us a break now and then. This past week he has spent more time than ever happily playing on the floor with toys. Rolling is a cinch for him now and he is even scooching around just a bit. He hasn't quite gotten up on all fours yet, but he is very, very close. He can pull his shoulders up and then he tries so hard to lift the bottom half of this body.

He started out on his back in the middle of his play mat. Just minutes later, here's how I found him!

Lifting his upper body and trying to MOVE!

We are practicing sitting up too, because once he can do that I know it will be whole new world for him. Being able to plop him down wherever we are will be so nice! He can do it very well with just a little support and can do it all on his own for a few seconds. Bridget sat up and crawled within days of each other when she was 8 months old, so I'm not sure how soon Ross will really do all this, but it certainly seems like it may be sooner than later!

Bridget and Harley are still the best forms of entertainment for him. Anything Bridget does makes him laugh or smile. The other day Bridget was eating pretzels and he just couldn't stop smiling at her! And like all pesky little brothers, he just can't keep his hands off of her toys...And like all bossy big sisters, she never wastes any time letting him know who is boss. "That mine Rossy Boy!" she says.

Gnawing on Bridget's favorite dwarf, Dopey.

Reading The Berenstain Bears together.

Fill 'er up lady!

Speaking of "Rossy Boy", I think that may be official name before long. Bridget almost always calls him that and so do we. I wonder how old he'll be before he starts begging us to stop calling him that! I'm going to savor these next few months while he is still all baby. There can never be too much toe-tickling, belly-blowing and cheek-pinching. I know all too well how quickly time is going to fly. Don't grow up too fast Rossy Boy!