Luke is seven months old, and I have no idea how much he weighs or how long he is. All I know is that he grew. The guy loves to eat real food. He rolls over all the time, and manages to move around a little bit. He isn't crawling yet and shows no signs of imminent crawling, which is just fine with me. He sleeps at least eleven hours a night, every night. We consider ourselves pretty lucky. He is a very happy boy. Luke's laugh comes very easily, and he is super ticklish.
Luke turned seven months on Saturday, which was the day I was going to throw a baby shower for my best friend Christie. Instead she had her baby that day, and generously supplied Luke with his first baby friend Zander.
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| Playing with the baby walker. |
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| Having a nap. |
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| The best shot we got with him and the monkey is just as Emery is stealing it away. |
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| Emery really needed the monkey's moral support for her t.v. watching. |
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| I love the drool on his chin. |
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| He only likes his exersaucer for short amounts of time. |
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| Harper invited Luke and I to a tea party, and insisted he have a spot light on him while I took this picture. |
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| Getting to know his fellow tea party guest Princess Leia pink angry bird. |
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