Walker Roo, you now have 5.5 teeth, sit up unassisted, spend all day on your tummy rocking back and forth on all fours trying to figure out just how to crawl forward. You weigh in at 20 pounds and have have started eating any and all solid foods you can get your hands on. You literally laugh out loud at your brothers and every stranger is guaranteed a huge smile if they talk to you. You sleep pretty well most nights and no longer like the paci. Sweet baby boy, somehow in seven short months you've managed to melt my heart every day and your cuddles are some of the best ever. We love you chunks!
