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Hudson: 5 Months

My little squishy is 5 months old! And he's as sweet and handsome as can be.

I unofficially weighed him on our scale and he's ringing in at 19.8 lbs, one feeding away from being 20 big ones. He's wearing 6-9 month and some 9 month clothes. Just growing like a weed!
Some of his accomplishments this month include rolling over back to front and then to back and to front, rollie pollie. He says "dadada" now and screeches like his big brother Beckett (yay). Loves his feet. He's always playing with them or rubbing his feet together. He's starting to sit up a little, assisted but just barely. Definitely getting stronger. He scooted up on his knees yesterday while we were playing on the floor in the midst of rolling all around. This mobility thing is happening all too fast! Haha!
We got the green light last month to start foods but he's been doing great so I'm holding off till he's 6 months.
He started going to an in-home daycare this month with mommies job status being undecided and Aunt Lindsey no longer watching the boys. The lady we found lives in daddy's old neighborhood growing up and she's been sitting for years. He's been doing really great with her and seems happy so momma is happy. :)
Hudson Thomas, you are such a sweet boy and my heart just fills with joy whenever you're with me. I'm soaking in every moment of this age, even the fussy ones because they just pass by too quickly and you'll soon be a drama-King toddler like your big brother, then a smarty-arse like your bigger brother and I won't have my sweet smiley little squishy any more...
We love you so much little turtle! :)

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