Grip has started pulling himself up. He says “ba ba BAA!” and occasionally “ma ma,” which almost sounds on-purpose. He has 543,234 more facial expressions than he used to. He claps. He drums on anything and everything. He likes to squinch his face when he doesn’t like something, or doesn’t want to do something, or sometimes just for fun. He eats bananas and rice and pasta and about everything else, and is getting sick of baby food in jars. He’s still totally comfortable with strangers, but he lights up when he sees us, which really is to die for. When we walk him in his stroller, he sits forward and thrusts one or both arms into the air, and likes to point and shout “ah!” His favorite thing is to take baths.
Hopefully we can write again before another four months pass.