E went to the doctor that day (obviously not by himself..daddy took him) for his 6 month well visit. He is 16 pounds and 26 inches. Basically he is a healthy baby boy! The doctor said if he was still waking up at all to eat (which he did once a night) to just let him cry. Easy for them to say because they don't have to listen to him scream. The first night was horrid...but after that it wasn't really an issue anymore. He sleeps from about 8 until 745 (on the dot).
We are slowly creeping towards the day I am dreading.....crawling. He is getting up on is knees and rocking. The other day I could have sworn he moved a knee. He's good at scooting backwards. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he is hitting his "milestones" but you could tell from day 1 he was ready to get up and go. Who know, I may be one of those moms....I always laugh at...that leash their kids. "No that's not a dog...it's my child". Or he could be like the twins and be driving cars into the side of the house by the time he is 3 (yes, literally).
For everyone that doesn't know, Julie closed her pottery shop (where I worked when I was preggo w/E) so until she finds a new one she has been doing birthday parties, bridal showers, baby showers, etc. but going to them instead. I helped her 2 weeks ago and I did a little painting myself when I had a few minutes. It was very quickly painted...so it's not great, but it's a good Christmas present...if anyone is looking for a fun idea. I made myself (well...I guess for Elliott when he gets older) a 'cookies for Santa' plate and used his foot print and turned it into a Christmas tree.
His Plate
One day He will hate me for these type of pictures...but its just too cute
