All About Obie

Obie is now six months old - if you can believe it! - so I thought I'd take a moment to tell you about who he has become in the past half year.

Mostly he's just the happiest, funniest, most snugly baby boy in the history of the world. He's pretty much addicted to me and is leery of the bed because he knows I'm going to try to make him go to sleep. He has been sleeping in his cradle for the last month because he's finally mastered rolling in both directions. Once I went to get him after I left him napping in the middle of the bed and found his head lolling near the edge - not quite off, but close enough to make a mama worried! So he stays in his cradle now. He'd started eating rice cereal, but then we had consecutive projectile vomiting after a meal and I haven't tried it again. (The first time left a trail of pukies from the front of Walmart clear to the restrooms in the back!! I had to get him a new outfit and blankie!) His favorite game is to work at his socks until he gets them both off and the chew on them until they get very soggy. I'll often find him with a sock in his mouth like a puppy dog, just munching away, usually only moments after putting them on him (when I'm trying to get out the door!) Just like my girls, he is utterly incapable of hanging on when we carry him about, but he also seems to weigh twice as much as they ever did, so most of the day I carry him over my shoulder like a log or under my arm like a football. My back is completely out of line and I'm considering a chiropractic visit for the first time in my life.

Everywhere we go people ask me, "Is he always this good??" Yep, he is. He makes it easy to consider finding him a brother!!

Here we are down by the lake. I love my Obie!!