Felix at Five Months

There’s been some serious neglect of this blog for a while now.  Not because there’s nothing happening here, of course.  BUT.  I have some cute photos today!  I know that’s important. 

Felix turned five months old last Friday.  Um.  What?  How?  Yeah.  But it’s true.  And everyone LOVES Felix to a degree that sometimes leaves him little room to breathe.  “Give him some space!” is something very often repeated around our house.  This baby is LOVED, and it is an ACTION VERB. 

But don’t let those somewhat goofy expressions on his sweet little face fool you:  He loves to be loved.  He doesn’t love to be overly squished, but his squeal of delight and his wide smile are in play often around here, and his siblings elicit both from him regularly.  He loves his family RIGHT BACK.  And he’ll pull their hair and bite their fingers to prove it.  No, he really will.  He’s not trying to hurt anyone, but he is teething. 

Seriously, who could resist this little bundle of cute sweetness?  Do you see the two bottom teeth?  He got those right before four months, because a four month old baby really does need teeth for all the…Wait.  Why does a four month old baby need teeth?  He doesn’t.  Huh. 

He has perfected both rolling from back to front and from front to back.  And he’s begun to realize that he can move himself about on the floor by scooching backwards or by rolling.  It’s not a terribly precise method of travel, but it does change the scenery. 

Here he’s squealing with delight into the quilt that his godmother made for him.  I know.  Totally awesome. 

Look at that guy! 

At his five month appointment (which should have been his four month appointment, but I was sick, so it got delayed), he demonstrated both his great skill at growing (21 lb, 10 oz, 28 inches (6.5 inch length gain since birth!)) and his skill at switching hands with things, although he’s not necessarily expected to do that for another couple of months.  See him looking all humble up there?

Here he demonstrates that he can push himself up and is starting to think about crawling. 

Felix is such a happy guy.  He didn’t enjoy his brief stint with a cold last week, but even then he managed smiles for everyone.  He doesn’t complain in the car.  Ever.  I’ve had babies who complained in the car every time and others ones who’ve complained intermittently, but I don’t know that I’ve ever heard him complain in the car.

Of course, he doesn’t complain out of the car much, either. 

We love Felix and are so glad he’s here!