He's a bashful, drooling, serious, smiling, brown-eyed beaut!
Those squishy cheeks.
Those pudgy little hands.
That quiet, open-mouthed, contagious laugh.
A mini-mo-hawk, curved on the top of those light brown wisps.
6 months!
We still just call him Solomon.
No nicknames yet.
No teeth.
No sitting up on his own.
He's got to much to see, to observe and figure out in his mind, he doesn't have time to work on these other skills.
He only rolls one way.
Loves to be held.
Loves to hold my pointer finger with his precious chunky hand.
Chews on e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.
Lights up when his siblings talk to him.
Shakes his whole body and smiles HUGE when his Papa talks to him.
He's our 14lb, thinking, sleeping, eating little man.
Six months of pure gift! :)
