You're getting a little more hair. It seems to be a little more blonde than it was before but there's still red in it. I think that's probably for the best since you're a boy. Gingers have it hard enough. Boy gingers? Worse. I know this picture is blurry but you can see a bit of your hair and your long eyelashes.
You join us for your sister's bedtime routine these days so you're part of the action during story time. I think you'd rather eat the books, though. And you're getting better at going to bed. The sickness threw a wrench into the sleep training yet again. We're trying, though. There have been a few nights when you've only woken up once. I sure wish you'd get with the program, Buns. I've learned that you haven't read any of the books on problem solving baby issues. Your sister must have because anything I tried seem to work on her. You? Not so much.
You have learned to sit up this month and have gotten quite good at it. You still dislike tummy time so I don't think you're anywhere close to crawling. But you know what? I'm fine with that. Great, actually. This time where I only have one mobile child? It is so fleeting. I'm going to appreciate it. I already can't believe we're on the second half of your first year. I'm going to miss you being a baby.
Love you, little Buddy Bear.