Happy Half-Birthday

This week, Joss turned six months. It has been a big milestone. Before he even got there, he got his two front teeth, one on either side of his cousin's birth: Emmeline Rose, born November 9th and 7 lbs 14 oz. Absolutely perfect!
This makes Joss our latest teether of all four kids. If I'm remembering right, Maddie got her first tooth around five months, Will's was earlier than that, and Sebi's was earlier still. Joss is having a good time discovering what they're for -- Cheerios, and Papa's finger during sacrament meeting.
Joss has reconciled himself somewhat to his [admittedly pimped-out] ride. I think it shows signs of maturity, don't you?
He is really big on his evening bath in the new jetted tub. He grooves on the purple baby bath that we use on him -- he loves to chase the bottle around in the tub.
This was his half birthday cake. It left a lot to be desired in its engineering, but who could argue with the sentiment? The kids are happy to celebrate his birthday every month since they get to eat his cake.
His feeder reports that his favorite foods are probably strained pear and strained bananas, though they come in a distant second to chocolate (not that he's ever had chocolate!).
He is still wobbly when sitting up on his own, not having as much ballast as his brothers, but in the last 48 hours he has discovered Rolling for Fun and Profit. This means that he can no longer be put up anywhere unattended (which I discovered to my dismay and his on Friday night) even for a moment. It also means that he rolls as far as he can in one direction. Then he wails there because he is stuck against the heater vent/chair leg/playmat and it's unfair.
I hope his auntie Kiecoo doesn't see this picture. She would be disturbed by his apparel. She claims that I'm dangerously unhip and here's the proof. He should be in either all dinosaurs or all dump trucks (it reminds her of a line from Ocean's 11), but not both. I just thought he was cold.
His heroes are definitely his siblings and his dad, and he absolutely beams like a searchlight whenever they're within hearing.
His sleeping still has room for improvement, but we're withholding judgment because today he got diagnosed with his first ear infection (yep, definitely ours) and is taking his first round of amoxicillin.
And he's in one of my favorite stages of babyhood: the full body smile, the full body scream, the full body snuggle and the full body laugh. With the possible exception of the cat, we all adore him!

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Anonymous said…
6 months is usually such a beautiful age, and Joss is wearing it particularly well. And I love his dino/truck combo -- as I'm sure he would too, if he were old enough to know the difference.

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