After his precious early months ... after the sweet blessing of a happy baby who crawled late ... just when I've been allowed to frequently lift this little darling ... we present "The month of Silas." Of course, I must mention first that he cemented his place in my heart by being my first baby to have his first word be "Mama."  Yes, "Mama". 

One after the other, our little Silas:

~ learned to crawl for real (and I'm not used to it - I keep expecting commando baby to enter the room) 

~ push to a happy sit

~ clap his pudgy hands (proud Sammy taught him how)

~ point a cute finger

~ pull to a stand

~ say "Dada"

~ cruise the furniture

~ and reach around my neck to give me a slobbery baby kiss.

I wonder what he will learn tomorrow? It's still June, you know.