Dean is 7 months!

November was our 7th month with Dean and man it went fast. He is so fun, smart, strong, and such a good kid. We love that his personality is becoming more and more obvious. My favorite thing currently is how smiley he is. Even when he's grumpy you can usually get a smile out of him.

(couldn't pick between these two. )
Will he be mad at us someday for posting naked bum pictures..? Maybe. Is it cute enough for me not to care..? Definitely.

Things that happened this month:

-The things most people comment on are how smiley and happy he is, and how big he is. "He's only 7 months? Wow, big boy." And we respond proudly... "Yeah"


-We went to the Dr. yesterday for what was supposed to be his 6 month wellness check and here is what we found out....

Weight 20 lbs 9 oz (in the 80%'s...went down a little)
Height 29 in (in the 90%'s)
Head circumference 18.9 in (above 95%...off the charts still)

The Dr is impressed with his development and progress and believes he will be walking at 9 months. Cool!

-Dean cut his first tooth! Yep. His lower left front tooth. You can see it and everything. There's a bump next to it where his second one is making it's way up. Please please please don't work your way out on the plane to California.

-Typical Dean these days. Grabbing at EVERYTHING in (and out of) reach. He grabs toys no problem, transfers them between hands, and sticks everything in his mouth.


-He discovered a new volume. Kid can yell and scream. Again, please don't use that on the plane to California.


-As has been mentioned, we are going to California in a few days for the Holidays. Dean will spend his 8th month in California for Christmas (and most of December), then Utah for the week of New Years. This picture is the night he said goodbye to his med school uncles Dan, Matt, and Mark.This night marked a new thing for the month. It was the first time he was hesitant with other people. He was tired, it had been a long day with short naps, and maybe that's what cause it. But when I handed Dean over to the boys on the couch he pulled out the heartbreaking pouty face and cried! So Alex took him, and he continued to cry. So I took him...he buried his head in my shoulder and whimpered a little, then stopped crying. THE BOY LOVES HIS MOM. And I love that he loves me :)

My Dean doimg his thing. I'm a lucky mom.