August turned 7 months yesterday. Time is going by so fast. He is growing like a weed. We weighed him - 20.5 pounds. Hard to believe he was a preemie anymore. He zooms all over the place in his walker. Maci (the dog) hates the walker because he basically chases her all over in it. Which is pretty funny. I swear Maci pretty much stays in bed all day in order to avoid the baby and also to avoid the realization that she is no longer the object of everyone's complete attention. I leave for Boston tomorrow. Between now and the end of April life is going to be pretty crazy for me. My largest trade show of the year is in April - in Boston. After that show, I'm planning to focus on planning the first birthday. Oh what to do about that? I'm such a planner. I'm already starting to think about it. Is that bad? Crazy maybe.
I made babyfood today - so much easier than I thought it was going to be. He totally ate up the carrots. He looked at me like I was crazy when I gave him a bite of avacado though. First time he had ever tried that. Loved the applesauce as well. I ended the weekend by cleaning out his closet - giving a bunch to charity and saving a bunch back with the thought that we might decide to have another one. Did I just say that?
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