Each Day Brings a Different Baby O

Everyday this baby changes. He is literally growing up before our eyes. He sits more erectly, he can be held on your hip now, he stands up in his bouncy seat when playing, plays with toys while doing tummy time, blows air through pursed lips, and eats like a champ. I cannot believe the changes in my little Punkadoo in these four point five short months!


Last weekend, he found his little feet. Now, if his hands aren't in his mouth, holding a toy, or pulling my hair, they are on his feet. Once Baby O does something; man, he really starts to do it lot! One minute he doesn't know his feet exist, the next, you would think he has never had a moment when he didn't pull on them.

Tobie looks like an angel, but she is driving me mad. A few posts ago, I was talking about how great it is that she plays only with her toys and leaves O's alone. Well...those days are over. O's Gymbo and Stuffed Conductor are one-armed; Ugly Doll as a hole (it is mend-able, Uncle Ben), Aggie Giraffe had liposuction (again...mend-able, Paw Paw Mc), and the Manhattan Toy that I brought O from NYC (which, he loved) is 100% destroyed. We either a) need another dog to keep her company and keep her from being so jealous--she loves other dogs, and/or b) need to put all of O's toys in a safety deposit box ;-)