27ish inches (hard to tell with Mr. Squirmy Squid)
He's big. And delightfully chunky. And adorable.
First trip to Faire (no costume though, that comes later).
His first birthday party. Not his 1st birthday party, that comes later, but he attended his first party. For his sister's birthday. Slept through practically the whole thing.
Sitting up ALL BY HIMSELF
Getting things in his mouth (Specifically his pacifier, right way 'round)
Grabbing stuff (mostly my glasses & hair)
Toots heard all the way across the house (not an exaggeration)
Works in Progress:
Still working on rolling all the way over (back to belly). He gets about 95% of the way there, then gets distracted by something & SPROING, back to his back
His Jumperoo. LOVES it actually. We've had to move it all the way up to the 2nd to last setting. Almost 20lb plus leeeeegs means he won't be in it much longer.
Watching Eleanor. He thinks she's the coolest thing
Being naked. He giggles like a loon when you take his shirt off. Or wipe his butt. Babies, man.
Chewing on everything, which is making it more difficult to tell when he's actually hungry.
Sleeping on his tummy. I'm... not a fan.
Sleeping with his face burrowed into my armpit. Or belly. Or neck. Or whatever he an burrow into.
Bath time. Just like his sister.
Not having all the eyeballs on him.
This nasty chest cough he's been battling all month. (Nothing scary. We keep getting it checked to make sure his lungs & ears are clear. Just a string of colds/allergies/snot-causing whatevers)
He reaches for me & smiles when he gets me
Watching him watch Eleanor
His fuzzy baby hair (which is starting to look suspiciously blonde, like Eleanor's)
Adorable outfits. So many dinosaurs and sharks and an octopus or two, some yellow submarines, oh, and a bunny hat.
His beautiful grey eyes, that are still grey. Sometimes I think I see some tan creeping in, but mostly still grey.