It's hard to believe, but Michael is already 8-months old. He truly is busy as a bee. Since he has mastered onward, with crawling. This picture shows, his next step is upward. He is getting so close to pulling up. It is a very scary thought that he'll be running around soon.
Beyond the obvious differences in diaper changing, I'm finding that lots of things are different raising a little boy. We all know that we ladies are the more chatty gender - apparently this starts in infancy. By this stage, Jaley and Sarah were doing a whole bunch of babbling - mamama , ahhhh, gaaaa, etc. Michael is having none of that - he just grunts. He is like my little caveman. But, don't think he isn't communicating. Each little grunt has it's own little meaning. It is up to me to decipher them. So far, I've figured out the grrrr - I'm hungry. And the gghhhh - I'm playing with my toys. And the ggmmmm - I'm tired. Who says every word has to have a vowel in it? Michael speaks in only consonants.
Maybe I should ask Scott for help in translating. Last night he was so tired after work, he was only grunting too.
That is life in the stroller lane.