Wrenzo Grows - 6 Months Plus

Wrenzo had her six-month doctor's appointment right after she turned seven months old. (We got a little behind.) She weighed 15 lbs, 14.5 oz - about the 30th percentile - and was in the 85th percentile for height. Tall and light! Her head circumference plummeted to about the 37th percentile. I was glad about the downsizing of the head, as long as her skull and brain are still growing OK, and the doctor wasn't worried.

Right around her six-month birthday, she got her two bottom teeth. (Now, at eight months old, her top two teeth have broken through.)

She also got the sitting thing down:

She was spending lots of time in her "lab," as I like to call it:

She swiveled and bounced and hit the toys around like a madwoman. She'd keep busy in her station for long periods of time. It was very fun to watch her work. (Today, she protests when I put her in that thing.) 

One day, a few days after her seven-month birthday, I set Wren down on her belly in her little pink play area and didn't watch her for a minute. I heard her screaming as if she were in pain, but I couldn't figure out how she possibly could've hurt herself. Then I found her like this, stuck up on the support piece under the table:

She hasn't made any progress on the crawling front, but she sure can spin herself around and push herself backward.  As evidenced by the picture above, she can slide amazingly fast on the hardwood floor. I need to be a little careful now because she's semi-mobile in a weird way:

She is so sweet and funny. She always smiles back, and she laughs a lot - especially when she's being mischievous. She likes to hold onto things I don't want her to hold onto - like her diaper when I'm trying to take it off or her legs when I'm trying to put them down to put a diaper on. Then she'll laugh and laugh when I try to pull whatever it is out of her hands. 

She also eats up everything her sister does. It's hard to feed Wren when Ever is moving around the room because Wren's head will jerk all over the place trying to follow Ever.

Wren is working on her communication. It started with clucking. Then she began shaking her head. It's pretty cute. This was tonight (chronology be darned) when Ever tried to feed Wren and Wren was not hungry:

I came home from San Francisco/Reno last week to Wren saying "dada" in the sweetest little voice. She has no idea what it means, but still - it's progress. 

She's also crying when I put her down or do something she doesn't like. I used to be able to do whatever I wanted with her, but she's getting a will and letting me know about it. She's still good-natured, though, so she usually stops crying after a second.

She still sports the best cheeks in the business, and they get a lot of love:

Because I have one other post-Virginia, pre-Halloween picture, here's the best big sister, practicing her baby-carrying skills:

(Ever has at least two babies in there. Maybe three.) She actually likes on occasion to hold Wren in the air and walk around with her. Wren loves it, but it makes me nervous. 

Ever continues to be a loving, sweet, helpful big sister. These girls are adorable together, and we love them to pieces.