Today I am 7 months old. Grandma Harriet & Grandpa Marty are visiting me from SC. I just saw them last week when I was there - that's right, I'm a jet-setter. The other night Grandma Elaine and Aunt Karen babysat me. No, they didn't sit on me, just with me.
These days I am very busy. I am doing great with my physical therapy. I'm sitting up on my own although I'm still a little wobbly when I get tired. The problem is I can't find my way out of sitting. Usually I hit my head on a soft pillow on my way down. But sometimes I am not as lucky. Ouch!
My speech and feeding therapy is going well. I am definitely hungry, but the stuff they serve here - bleh! It's all mushy and funny colored. Last night they had veal and fed me ground beans. What's up with that? Mmm, little baby cow - come on people!