He's sitting up, mostly.
He's teething, probably.
He gets up on all fours, wobbily.
He is eating solids, sloppily.
He sleeps in his own crib, finally.
He's my boyfriend, definitely.
He drools and spits up, frequently.
He poops at 4 am, religiously.
He smiles, beautifully.
He's ticklish, extremely!
He grabs and touches everything, curiously.
He wants my cell phone, desperately.
He is our baby, undoubtedly!