winst-update

 Little Winston is nearly six months. I dusted off my real camera to take a few pictures of him last week. I really need to do this more often. It takes about 10 minutes of my day, yet at times it feels like a monumental job and only gets done every four months or so. My kids are going to have to settle for having their childhood documented by poor quality phone pictures. I blame Steve Jobs.
 At 6.5 months Winston is a sweetheart. He sits up, army crawls, eats a hearty amount of solids and loves to be held.

 He's smiley and sweet. And hates to be left alone on the ground to play with the excess of toys he has inherited.

Winston's has the army crawl down pretty well. He can access anything on the floor as long as it's within a 4 foot radius of him and Violet, the mob-boss of our toys, deigns to allow him to play with it.

Sometime he gets up on all fours.

 Drops down on his belly.

And gets back up again.

I think he's major motivation for learning this is to gain access to Violet's burgeoning train collection. If she's around and seems him scuttling towards her 'Island or Sodor remake', she quickly clears everything possible out of the way. Reminding him bossily, "No, baby, no!" After some serious persuasion, she can occasionally be talked into giving him one of her cast off coaches. Don't even think about trying to sneak a train past her. She keeps a close eye on her trains. Especially Diesel--the oft times villain of Thomas--who she sleeps with every night. We're choosing not to read into this too much.

He's growing up fast. One night I put a baby to bed and the next morning, he was a tiny boy. (After multiple night time feedings, of course.)


He's our sweet boy.