five...

Last week, little Chams, jr. turned 5 months.

He's officially turning into a little boy.  I told Chams the other day that I already feel like he is getting into EVERYTHING!  He can reach and grab for something he eyes, and well, hair is being sacrificed by the second.  We're in for it when the little guy gets mobile.

He also isn't satisfied with just being held.  He moves around, reaches down, kicks his legs.  Oh, so different from the noodle-baby stage, where they just go wherever you put them.

"helping" mommy fold clothes

At five months, he now can say "duh", scream louder than ever and almost sit up by himself...

Chams, jr. (along with his parentals) has made it through the first round of teething.  He has 2 teethies!

unsuccessful attempt to get a tooth picture

They've just broken the gums and are sharp little buggars. 

His favorite song is the ABC's. It seems to work miracles when he starts being a fuss-pot. 

We're transitioning to formula and are getting pumped about the cereal stage.  He intently watches us while we eat, and refuses to be anywhere besides the dinner table during dinner, so I'm pretty convinced he's ready for the spoon himself.  No need in torturing him much longer.

Chams, jr. doesn't even look like a little baby to me anymore, and that makes me oh, so sad...but he's so fun and learning so much!  Pretty irresistible if you ask me.