Isaiah turned 7 months old on Thanksgiving. With all the festivities I was a few days late taking his monthly pictures. In that short time he started crawling! He is also pulling up to a stand (more often than not that means face planting into things). He’s clapping, playing peek-a-boo with a piece of fabric over his face, going from crawling to sitting up, starting to wave, feeding himself puffs and devouring whatever baby food we put in front of him. He’s over 19 lbs now and tall. He’s wearing 12 month size clothing. Because he decided to get mobile right after we put up the Christmas tree he’s going to be spending more time that he would like in baby jail (AKA the pack n play) and his bouncer/gym. Zay is a very happy boy and gives the best snuggles, especially when he’s sleepy. Speaking of sleep, he’s regressed a bit and is waking up more often at night. I’m trying my best to figure it out and get him back to sleeping better because Mama is tired! He’s a such a sweet, easy-going guy and hardly complains about anything so I’m trying to be gracious about his middle of the night demands. He’s babbling a lot; occasionally Mama and hi but mostly Dada (or “DerDer”) all day everyday. It’s fun to see his relationship differences with each of us. He loves Jason and gets really excited to see him and knows he’s the fun guy. If anything is wrong, especially at night, no one other than Mama will do. He reached out his arms for me for the first time the other day and melted my heart a little more. And his big sister Ali, his “kissy sissy,” he loves to watch. He smiles and laughs at her antics. I’m sure he’ll be following her around soon. A few times lately she’s thrown a dramatic fit about something and he laughed and clapped his hands. Good show, good show!