Noah is 7 months old today. Big boy! In the last two months (actually the last week) he has gotten his first two teeth. This month he also learned to play peek-a-boo and is very close to crawling. He can actually get on all fours and rock; he can also do the plank position quite naturally (that is a yoga position - it looks like he has just done a push up - he is really strong!). As of one week ago he was 7.7 kg (16.94 lbs), which means he has dropped down to the 25th percentile after having been sick quite a bit the last two months. We are hoping to see his weight perk up a bit in the next month (but are also trying not to freak out that he is following in his sister's weight "footsteps"). He is 68.5 cm long (just about 27 inches) which puts him in the 50th percentile for length.
Despite having been quite ill, you wouldn't know it to look at him. He is all drooly smiles, particularly when watching Grace. Today he seems to have begun the season of "separation anxiety" because we were at my friend's house this morning and when I went to take Grace to the bathroom, he cried when I gave him to my friend. That was a first! He is not sleeping well - sigh - and all of the progress we had made with his sleep training seemed to go out the window when he got sick. Think we'll have to start over from scratch sometime in the next couple of weeks. He is eating three solid "meals" a day and continues to breastfeed. He tried green beans last night for the first time and liked them a lot, but his all time favs seems to still be apple/pear and sweet potatoes. Just as his sister did, he seems like teething on a whole, peeled carrot. Unlike his sister at the same age, he does not like to be read to (he does like to teeth on books though - just doesn't want to sit still to hear them read aloud).
I expect before his 8th month is over he'll be crawling and into everything, following Grace around. He continues to make us so happy and grateful for him, every single day.