He can officially crawl, and tries to follow me around the house already. He has six teeth (four on top, two on the bottom); he has pulled up a handful of times; and I discovered at a friend’s house that he loves wooden blocks.
He’s still the most pleasant person and a very sweet and affectionate boy. Thankfully he is still friendly to strangers, and doesn’t mind being held by anyone, which makes him quite the ambassador of good will. He also enjoys waving “hi,” and even sometimes says “Haaaa!” while waving, or to get someone’s attention.
Practicing his roar.
Yes, that is a carpet burn on his nose. The hazards of mobility!