Again, I apologize for this taking so long. Mom has not let me on the computer in a while, well about three months. I am still not crawling but did manage to get on all fours the other night for a while. Boy, you should have seen the excitment. It was so startling, I almost fell over. Don't know why, but I can't seem to figure out that going foward thing. This is the process I go through. Ooh, toy across the room looks like fun to play with, then move and all the effort, I only get FARTHER from the toy, not closer. Bummer. I'm sure it will come in time.
I refuse to eat that silly baby food anymore. I gave that up 2 months ago. Whatever "table" food my parents are eating, that's what I want. For those of you 7 monthers out there, just try Dad's food. That mushy stuff is for babies.
While I have not figured out the "crawl" yet, as they call it, I do like to communicate to my parents. About 2 months ago, I told my mom "All done" after eating. She looked a little surprised, but eventually started understanding that since I heard her say it from day one, that now instead of her asking if I was all done, I'd just tell her. I am learning to use it in all settings too. Seems good for being done bathing, sleeping, eating, and playing. Also, waving is real fun. I started doing that 2 months ago as well, and my parents didn't even know I was doing it until some friends at our church noticed that yes, I was waving. I do that constantly at strangers... so fun. Also, when mom gets me up in the morning, I say "hi." She just thinks it's the cutest thing ever.
Well, that's about all my updates. Enjoy the entries.
BOYS:
Goodness, the sun was so bright, even Dad had to close his eyes.

While the lighting wasn't exactly "manly" I did enjoy hanging out with Dad in the jungle behind the slide.

Now this is what kind of plant?

Walking to the lake.

Ta da! Nothing better than a good old picture with some trees and my Pops.

As anyone can see, I am pretty tired in this picture. Pops sure was excited, but me, I needed a nap.

Ok, let's stand...(read that with a tired voice.)

Hangin out with Dad.

Smile...oh at the camera. Sorry.

Woops... this little kid caught my attention right at snap.

BEARS:
So Mom and I go to Target pretty often. I see things I want... doesn't mean I get them. But the day I met Brown Bear, it all changed.

He told me he'd be willing to come home and sleep with me. Since all I can say is "All done", I told Brown Bear, I didn't know how they'd ever know I wanted him...

But somehow that big ol' Brown Bear left Target and came home with me. Now, that was pretty cool. Wonder how they didn't see him following us.

MUMSY:
Yep, sittin all by little self in a thing called a high chair. And let me tell you it is so much better than a low chair; I can finally see what is going on up here.

This Mumsy is awfully close to me.

You got something to tell me?

Woah, she tricked me...can't a boy enjoy his meal without being smushed?

Oh, good she's done. Everyone smile and maybe we can eat.