Seven.

L-O-R-B (Little Ol' River Bunsin)

Poor thing, you have so many nicknames and must be so confused.

Each nickname has its own song and your Dad and I walk around the house together singing them.

This age has been so special for me.

You are trying to give kisses and are really showing your love.

You are extremely silly and blow more raspberries than any baby I have met.

This past month you even developed a rash on your chin from the drool produced by nonstop raspberry creation.

You are getting two more teeth on the bottom, on either side of the ones already there but still have no evidence of top teeth. You must know vampires are really hot right now.

You had a love affair with your pacifier one weekend and must have sucked it for 18 of the 24 hours in that day.

By the following Monday you refused the pacifier and screamed when we tried to give it to you.

We tried a few more times throughout the week until we realized your pacifier has been retired.

And we were so concerned about having a four year old walking around with a pacifier! Thank you for making it easy on us.

You make half hearted attempts to crawl but you have realized that rolling back and forth can sometimes get you where you want to go.

It is too funny to watch. You will roll from your tummy to your back and then back to your tummy and you will have scooted about half an inch in the process. You repeat until you get to your desired destination.

You are finally loosening up with your smiles! You are way less selective on what makes you smile and laugh - or maybe my stand up has dramatically improved.

Your face lights up when you see me and you track me wherever I move throughout a room.

You have set your own sleep schedule and go to bed around 9 and wake up around 6. I feed you and then I can usually put you down for another 45 minutes or so while I get ready for the day.

You are an eating machine!

You have tried rice cereal, pears, apples, sweet potatoes, avocado and peas. You like everything except avocado. You looked at me like I had betrayed you when I fed it to you.

You love your Ralpherson so much and think his barking and singing is hilarious.

We watched out the window as your Dad took the trash out the other morning and when I looked down you were smiling watching your Dad and it melted my heart.

You are pure joy in a little/big bundle.