Today, Jack pulled himself up on the bathtub to a standing position. Then, he put his hands on my knees and cruised over. Later, he got himself from where he was standing, holding onto the toybox to grab the little ladderbacked naughty chair (we use it for time outs). He proceeded to push it around the living room and take little steps behind it. Yup, he is 7 months old.
My little Brayden-Butt said things the last few weeks that sounded like this:
"Wow! Mamma, tanks!"
"I miss Mav"
"I miss T-T"
Fourth of July photos still to come, once I get the camera back from Auntie Deandra.