A couple of weeks ago, Jack started rolling as a form of transportation. He could now get to whatever he wanted. The only problem is, we never knew where we were going to find him when we came back in the room.
Tonight, I caught that beautiful, determined little baby scooting himself around the living room. He was really far off of the blanket, turned in the opposite direction I had faced him in and he was pulling himself across the floor.
Doesn't he know he isn't quite six months old yet (he still has like 7 more days!) and he shouldn't be so mobile yet?!? His beautiful little squack and shriek of a giggle has turned into a hard little laugh that I adore. His little pounds are so heavily packed in his little frame that he wears the same size diapers that Brayden wears to sleep at night. He also pulled himself up to a sitting postition while he was in his brown bouncy chair. No more brown bouncer, I guess! Another perfect example of how his sweet, silly, snuggley personality is backed by stubborn determination.
We have been spending a lot of time outside, now that the weather is nice. It wasn't there for a while...okay, a long time! And we had to entertain ourselves inside.
Bubbles are Brayden's favorite form of entertainment,
second to Sesame and The Dinasour Train.
And Brayden finally got his birthday present...his sandbox!
Yay! Happy birthday, little love!