Crawling Baby

Turns out, all she needed was a little traction.

And something shiny for incentive (like mother like daughter).

Go, Ruby, go!

Thankful

Here we are again.

Well. What do we have here?

It seems we have a baby under the couch.

Yes, you.

Fortunately, we encourage such subversive behavior. Carry on.

Toofs!

6 months

Dear Ruby,

You are 6 months (and a little bit) old! One half of one year. It's hard to believe, but you know what they say: Time flies when you are responsible for keeping a brand new human being alive.

One of the things you love to do as a 6 month old is swing! Here you are, swinging. Note the arm hanging out of the leg hole. Hey, we're all new here. There are bound to be some awkward moments.

During the last month, you mastered "mama" and "baba". You grew two bottom teeth and can now move forward with control and speed (It's not really crawling. More like doing the dolphin. So. much. cooler.).

What else? Oh! You're eating! And I know this will come as a surprise to many, but you love eating. So far, you've had avocado, banana, sweet potato, peas, carrots, butternut squash, apple and pear. And spinach, which is not your favorite but you are such a sweet baby that it only takes a little rendition of "Popeye the Sailor Man" to make you gobble it right up.

You've had big adventures this past month: Halloween, plane rides, visits with family and lots of different people. You even attended Aunt Patty and Uncle Eric's wedding, where you were a big hit. A big, burpy hit, but that's a story for another time.

All in all, you continue to be an excellent baby. Keep your nose to the grindstone and who knows, maybe you'll get that promotion we've been talking about.

More Chicken Pics

To tide you over. We've been out of town, and we've been sick. And so so tired. But I figured no one would object to a little more Ruby Chicken while we recuperate and make ourselves presentable.

Oh man, I love this baby.