Baby is seven months old today! I can't believe I'm saying it, but where has the time gone? I suppose form now on I'll find the days, weeks, and months speeding by! He's been giving me a run for my money (and sanity) over the past few weeks, and combined with the househunting/selling, I really haven't had the time or inclination to sit and blog!
I think the Baby's been so difficult because he's so close to being and independent mover, and it's frustrating (infuriating) him that he still has a little work to do. He uses rolling and scooting on his back and tummy to get where's he going, but he's desperate to crawl. He can't get his arms and legs quite coordinated enough to go far, and he gets mad! He's also been pulling up, and he's not happy that he can't quite get to full standing, much less go anywhere once he's up! I spend a lot of time helping him move to where he wants to be, putting him back to sitting, helping his stand, and retrieving him from underneath the couch! (No kidding, he finds his way there no matter what!) With his little striped Baby Legs, he looks like the remains of the Witch of the East poking out from under Dorothy's house. One minute they're there, and the next, *poof* gone.
We had prospective buyers at the house yesterday while we were at DH's grandparents for Sunday dinner. We got a call at 8:30 Saturday night that they were anxious to see the house the next day. They were at 12:30 (as we were pulling out of the driveway) then came back at 4:00 with more family members and were here until 4:45! We had to drive around town for twenty minutes before we could go home. We haven't heard anything yet, but I am encouraged that they were here so long. The realtor did leave a note that they found my book collection impressive. Hey, maybe they'll be dazzled by how much we have fit into this little house and will be wild to purchase it. If this doesn't pan out, we have an open house scheduled for February 11.
There's the baby waking up!