
I always put Bennett in his crib while I put his books and things away in the morning. He used to stare at his animals and "talk" to them, but now he immediately turns to the side, puts his hand on the side of the crib and tries to push himself up to see what I'm doing.

Peaking over to see what I'm doing. :)

No tacos for this guy on Cinco de Mayo. Instead he LOVED pears, mangos and sweet potatoes today. I couldn't believe how much he ate. Solids have been tough for us. One week he likes them, one week he wants nothing to do with them. I've read that when babies are teething they can be uninterested in food, so let's chalk it up to his new chompers. I was secretly afraid he inherited my finicky gene.
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