He hasn't started on solids yet, but I think we'll start soon.
Paul's convinced that he's teething, but nothing has popped through his gums yet.
He still tripods sometimes, but now he can sit up without the support of his arms. When he falls over, it's usually a slow fall and doesn't hit the ground very hard. (A big relief for me. Darn our cement flooring covered with cheap industrial carpet!)
He can roll from front to back if provoked long enough, but it happens rarely. He can roll from back to side, but I haven't seen him roll all the way to his front yet and I'm really not in any rush to have him roll around, so where's he's at right now is just fine with me.
I think his hair is getting lighter- all except the little tuft in the back we affectionately call his "mud flap." It's right below his bald spot and is dark brown.
His eyes are still sparkling blue! Yay! I thought they might change color, but now that we've hit the six month mark, I think they might be here to stay. The first comment strangers have about Parker is always about his big, beautiful eyes. I have to agree with them, his eyes are big and beautiful.
Parker knows when we're talking jibberish and he'll laugh and laugh. He also likes to be tickled. His favorite tickle spots are his chunky thighs and neck/shoulders.
After all our travels Parker's sleep habits were all messed up. We had to let him cry it out for two straight nights (worst thing ever!) but he got right back on track. The time has come when his nap times are consistent. Woohoo! I've been waiting for this! He wakes us around 7:30 and takes three naps and then goes to bed around 6:00 or 7:00. I've found that his naps are longer if I swaddle him, so I do. I didn't want him to become swaddle-dependent, so I tried to break him of the habit, but his naps were shorter and he was so cranky. I guess we'll be swaddling until he moves out of the house! :)
We went to the beach last Saturday and Parker got to play in the waves.
I love being Parker's mama for the most part, but there are just a few things that I'm having difficulty adjusting to. The biggest is that I sometimes feel trapped at home. The opportunities to go out are so short. Once he wakes up from a nap, eats and goes potty, we usually only have an hour or so to run a few quick errands. I rarely accomplish more than one errand at a time before we have to come back home. And forget about going anywhere more than five miles away; in LA five miles can translate to 45 minutes of sitting in traffic. And while that 6:00 bedtime sounds great (I know I shouldn't complain, it's mostly awesome), it means that we are home-bound before the sun sets. I often have church obligations after 6:00, so Paul and I try to work it out that on those days he'll come home from school promptly after his last patient to watch Parker, but sometimes he gets held up in the clinic and on several occasions I've had to wake Parker up to come along with me. It would be great if he could continue sleeping in his carseat, but no such luck. Invariably when this happens, he wakes up a lot during the night. For some reason it's been really hard to find babysitters. I guess the problem is mostly mine- I feel guilty asking people to babysit even though all they would have to do is watch tv and make sure the house doesn't burn down. A wise father of mine reminded me that this is part of the sacrifice that comes with having children. So true...
Here's Parker on his six-month-old celebration day (can you call it a six month birthday?). One smile like that melts my heart and I forgive him for being such a good sleeper.


