It feels like I just took pictures of Malcolm for 6 months and now he’s already 7 months. In just a month he is already so different. He’s so much bigger and stronger. He’s sitting up on his own for longer periods of time. He’s eating three solid meals a day and even trying to grab cheerios (which excites Adam to no end). He’s rolling over the second you put him on his back. He’s always trying to talk to you and smile and laugh. He loves when you talk to him and now reaches out to me when he wants me to hold him.
He still loves Adam and watches him and smiles at him every second he gets. He loves books and being read to. I love seeing his little personality come out more and more. I love this stage. He’s becoming more of a baby and has settled into a great routine. He’s napping like a champ and eating tons and growing and growing. He even tries to squirm to reach his toys, and I have a feeling he’ll be up on his knees trying to crawl soon.
I know I say this every month but I’m so amazed that this little peanut used to be this teeny.