Harrison was 7 months old yesterday, and he celebrated by having his first proper cold. He was not a happy chappy with a runny nose and a cough. We had a few rough nights with the poor little mite not being able to sleep because he was so stuffed up. Thankfully he seems to be getting back into his normal sleep patterns now that he's on the mend! All that's left is a (very cute) husky voice. Yes, my son has lost his voice. He tries to squeal, and all that comes out is air and a tiny, very high pitched squeak!
Harry has 2 sleeps a day now, usually at least one of them is 1 1/2 hours long. He goes to bed at 7pm, occassionally wakes up at about 6am but then is resettled until 'wakeup time' at 7.30am.
He loves just chilling out and playing with his toys, and so far rolling is his mode of transport. There has been a bit of kicking and pulling up one leg action, but he hasn't got up on his hands and knees yet. Although he also kicks his legs while he's sitting, so who knows, he may end up a bum-shuffler like both his parents!
Here's some pictures from the last couple of weeks....
Harry - the keen observer.
Here's some of that rolling/kicking action
"The boys" watching the news - it must have been serious....
...thankfully there was some light-hearted relief in there somewhere!
I've said it many times before and I'll say it again. Like father, like son.
Harry loves playing with his ball - thankfully he seems to have inherited his dad's motor skills, not his mum's!
Reaching over to grab his toys
Getting ready to go for a shower - Daddy helping Harry to do baby sign language for 'shower' (he gets really excited whenever we do it!)
And being a clown, blowing raspberries in the jolly jumper
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