7 months...

North is now 7 months old.
I can't believe how quickly my little baby is growing up.
He's eating like a champ. loves fruit, tolerates vegetables. His absolute favorite food at the moment is organic banana-oatmeal-peach mush. He HATES green beans and must be tricked into eating even a few bites of them.
Related to this eating thing, he's started having "real" poops now. very weird.
He babbles like mad and loves to move his hand in and out of his mouth while humming to make a 'woo-woo-woo' noise. He says "dada" and "nine" a lot. These do not have actual meaning. They're just what he says to everything.
He also shakes his head and thinks it's funny when other people join in on the head shaking.
He's trying desperately to crawl. Mostly he just moves from sitting to lunging forward (he's fearless when it comes to lunging--goes full force at EVERYTHING) then he gets on all 4s and moves either backwards (in the exact opposite direction from the one he is aiming for) or in circles. Ben, one of his daycare caregivers, says he made some forward progress today. I haven't seen it yet though.
His eyes seem to change each day as they gravitate toward the brown that I know they will become. right now they are such a beautiful gray.
He smiles all the time. all the way to his eyes. it's heartwarming seeing his little eyes and nose crinkle.
He squeals in laughter at least 10 times a day--particularly at Alan. He thinks his dad is HILARIOUS.
He never sleeps for longer than 2ish hours at a stretch. Ugh. I'm sure even this I will miss someday when he no longer has any desire to snuggle me in the middle of this night. right now though, a full night's sleep seems like the greatest thing I can imagine.
He's great in the car. I can't imagine a better commuting buddy.
He loves Ender and Petra. He's more and more interested in them each day. And they love him too. It's surprising how tolerant both of them (particularly the cat) have proven to be with his grabby little baby hands.
Sometimes Ender has a problem with licking him... EXCESSIVELY... and in his mouth when he smiles and laughs (yuck, I know). But, all in all, they are becoming best friends.
He loves baths. He can now take baths in the real bathtub rather than the baby one.

His hair seems to get lighter each day. It was really dark like mine when he was born. Now it's much more the color of his dad's.
He also seems to lose a little bit more of that baby hair each day--he had a full head of hair when born--now he just has bangs.

I can't believe that he's already been around for 7 months...