I admit I'm pretty baffled as to how he got to be 7 months old. It seems pretty messed up, but the calendar doesn't lie!
He can sit up now for a few seconds before he falls over (which is just a little bit of an improvement over what he could do at the beginning of 6 months, now that I think about it). I'm surprised he's not sitting up for longer periods by now, but I guess every kid develops differently. As far as mobility, he gets around by log-rolling and scooching and shimmying. He can go across a room in this way, and is very motivated when there's a toy he wants to get to. He's also very attracted to electric cords so he will bust a gut to get to one. He's starting to be able to get his knees up underneath him, and then lunge forward in one big motion.
We have established the 2 meals of baby food per day, and now I'm thinking it's time to add in the breakfast also. I swear I totally keep forgetting how old he is. He seems to get excited now when I put him in his chair and start getting his food ready. In fact, today he grabbed my hand with the spoon and jammed it into his mouth. He still likes the veggies best, and seems to like the fruits a little more than before. But the one thing that has never changed is he can't eat cereal without gagging. I even got some oatmeal (instead of rice cereal) and mixed it heavily with fruit and he still gagged. I dunno.(I can't blame him, it's heinous)
He's great at chewing on his toes and can put all of them in his mouth. He's also not much interested in "baby" toys like the teething rings and animals with all the crinkly parts, and rings and colorful patterns. He wants the big boy toys. He dives head-first into the play farms, and the matchbox cars and dump trucks. So much for being age appropriate! And he's always going after the cats, except they move way too fast for him. They are really freaked out by him, so it's a dangerous thing for him to do. But he YELLS and squeals in the funniest way when he's going after the cats.
He got two teeth this past month and I think there's more waiting to come too. It's becoming dangerous when he "attacks" me, with open mouth and nails flying trying to gouge whatever he can get to. Sheesh. Those big open-mouth baby kisses are more like trying to be devoured.
His sleeping situation is still not where I'd like it to be, as the mom who gets up at various times of the night to tend to him. He will consistently go 5 hours for the first part of the night, but I would like to see him only get me up once per night instead of two times. He seems to be a very emotional kid, and he'll SCREAM bloody murder for what seems like ages if I don't go in there and it depends on how long I care to listen to that mess, whether I go in there or not if it's only been a couple of hours since the last time. Sheesh. But still, no matter what he does, he's a way better sleeper than Drew ever was. I keep telling myself that.
Here he is throwing up his first gang sign. He's in the Cribs.