7 Months

Eli is seven months old today. Lately he is looking less and less like a baby and more like a little boy. This past month he has learned to sit on his own. Now he gets to bathe in a basin instead of his bath chair. He loves to splash around in there.

Eli really likes to stand so we bought a walker for him.



Unfortunately, it is poorly made or he is too heavy because soon after we put him in there, it collapsed. We can get it to stand for a bit, but it eventually starts to sink down. Now, it has become a fun toy and his favorite mode of transportation around the house. He loves it when we roll him fast across the floor. We call it his Nascar (shout out to Mike Yordt). Here he is lounging in it and on the way to the bath tub.




He is getting more hair and teeth. His top two teeth have come in as well as one on both sides. Two have just popped up on the sides of his lower two also. That makes 8 teeth already! As a result, his sleeping still has not been good. I am hoping once he is done teething or gets a break from it, he’ll stop waking up so much at night.



Eli is starting to interact more with people and things around him. He is interested in everything and is very active. Unless he is sleeping or eating, George and I have to walk outside with him at church. He is either restless and wanting to get down and play or babbling/screaming and is a distraction. Eli likes to play with odd objects: packages of wipes, the remote, cell phones, water bottles and mirrors. Here he is kissing himself in the mirror.



Due to his recent ear infection, he stopped eating a lot. Once he started taking his bottles regularly, we introduced food again. We try to give him small tastes of our foods. He can drink from a sippy cup and water bottle (with help) and likes to put the spoon in his mouth when we feed him.

His favorite book is “Mr Brown Can Moo Can You” (I think partly because of the hard cover he likes to chew when we aren’t looking.) and his favorite song is “He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands.”

Eli loves his toes. He is constantly trying to munch on them. Here he is all bundled up on a cold Moshi day (mid 70's probably), with his foot in his mouth.



We are trying to teach him "no." He likes to pull hair and grab our faces. When he was smaller, it wasn't so bad, but now it hurts!

By next month, George is hoping he'll be walking! I am ok if it's just crawling! We'll wait and see...