At 71/2 months Eli got 2 teeth and learned to crawl. It has been pretty exciting around our house. Any time Eli does anything new we cannot control the excitement! While most in the house are celebrating, I have to admit that I am mourning just a bit. He is my last baby, afterall. I was thinking today how I wish I could go back and truly believe in my heart that the others were my "last baby." With Eli, I rock him a lot longer, hold him everywhere I go (meaning I take him out of that prison of a car seat), worry less about putting him down on schedule, and I really don't care if he wakes me up in the middle of the night to snuggle. Though I enjoyed all of my babies, this time around I am soaking it up a little bit more and worrying less about "getting it right." They just aren't babies for very long. I got so tired of hearing that from everyone, but I get it now, yup, I get it! By the way, don't you all just love the "deer-in the-headlights" look I seem to always catch with Eli?
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Eli way to go!! You look so much like your daddy. Did you get to play in the snow?
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