7 Months

The Tater made seven months!

We all know what that means!  Parent of the year RIGHT HERE!

 

At seven months, The Tater:

 

* has just gotten his seventh tooth.  He's basically been teething for 2.5 months straight.  It's been awesome.

 

*has been getting up on his elbows and knees for several weeks.  Graduated to hands and knees just today.  Started army crawling in inches (maybe like centimeters).  If he'd stop whining about not being able to crawl, he'd be able to crawl.  You know?

 

*continues to hate solid food.  Like all solid food.  But especially green beans.  I can trick him into eating it, but he's not enthusiastic at all.  He looks at you after every bite that's been forced on him like, "why are you doing this to me?!"

*loves his ninny.  He still eats every 2.5-3 hours.  Just like he did when he was a newborn.  And his mother has just about had enough.  She thought by adding at least one solid a day, we'd be able to cut out at least one feeding.  She could not have been more wrong.

 

*is in love with his monkey teething toy.  The only problem is that his sister also thinks it is her monkey teething toy and he frequently has to fight her for it.

 

*still does not sleep through the night.  He's up once or twice.  I've tried the cry-it-out thing and I end up being up for hours in the middle of the night just listening to him cry.  If I get up and feed him, it's usually 20 minutes or less.  And, since I value my sleep, that's what I do.  I'm not so awesome at this.

 

*has finally been freed completely from his swaddle.  He had grown too long for them anyway, but like always, I forced it about a month past when I should have.

 

*is a smiley little bugger.  When he's been fed and had a good nap.  And as long as I'm not pointing a camera at him.

 

*has recently been eschewing naps.  Like he doesn't want to take one at all.  Instead, he wants to lay on the floor and whine.  And whine.  And whine.  This really cramps my style.  The only way he'll nap longer than 20 minutes is if I'm right there beside him.  And he wakes up as soon as I move.  He's just like his daddy was as a baby.

 

*doesn't like to be held or snuggled.  I kept thinking that after Carolyn, my next one would be a snuggler.  Not so much.

 

*really likes his sister's attention.

 

*has eyes that are progessing further toward green everyday.  Husband thought he'd be blue eyed.  I told him a week after he was born that he wouldn't be.  He never believes me.