Seven and a Half Months

Pike is seven and a half months old. He's getting stronger and smarter and more awesome (biased? me?) all the time.

• He's tried pretty much every kind of veggie there is to try in a pureed form. Next up will be fruits.
• Pike is perfecting his own version of my "one eyed crazy look" to be administered to people who are saying or doing stupid things. To the left, you can see him looking at me that way. Punk kid.
• Blowing rasberries is his absolute favorite activity (see him doing it with daddy below). Mostly he just pushes air and spit out of his mouth at this point. It's gross, but hilarious.
• He can army crawl like a baby possessed. Okay, maybe not that fast, but it's pretty fast when you're used to him not moving. Crap!
• Pike is ticklish. Awesomely ticklish. And sometimes in odd spots, like his ears. Making him giggle is one of the most awesome things possible. 

• He's at the stage where everything must be tested by shoving it in his mouth. Which means we're having to clean and vacuum more. I do not love that. I hate cleaning floors. 
• I damn near decided to wean him a half dozen times, but he seems to be getting over his desire to pinch every time he nurses. Cuz that sucked. Though he does seem to be moving himself toward weaning. It's just not as exciting as solid food, it seems. Which is both sad and freeing at the same time. We'll see how I feel when he really makes the call of what he prefers.
• Though he isn't quite able to do it himself, he's starting to experiment with signing when we do it to him. We only really do mommy, daddy (those are the most common ones we use), and milk, and we're introducing hungry and tired. The other day when Wes was signing to him, he started trying to do some mimicry of the sign, which was super cool. It's nice to see him really paying attention to things like that now.