Yes, this post is a little late.
Last week, our baby boy turned five months old. Remember him? Brand new?
And here he is now.
For the first time today, he reached out for us to hold him. First with Russ. Then with my boss. Then with someone he'd only met once before at my office (can you say FLIRT?). Then finally, when I got home, he reached out for me. So I made Russ pass him back to me about five times, just so I could see Baby Monkey reaching out for me over and over.
ETA: After I wrote this last night, Thomas rolled over from his back to his tummy! We were thrilled! Not as thrilled that he did it a 2 in the morning (I watched on the monitor), but thrilled nonetheless!
Good times.
Happy Five Months (plus a few days), Baby Boy.









