I'm a little behind, but Wyatt turned 6 months old on January 27th. Little chunk is 18 pounds, 4 ounces (which is heavier than Noah was on his first birthday) and 27 inches long. He's still not sleeping for more than 3 or 4 hours at a time, which is exhausting. Last night he did sleep 7 hours, but probably only because he's recovering from his first upper respiratory infection. He can sit up on his own (although still falls from time to time), loves jumping, is trying desperately to crawl, loves being tickled, is enamored with his big brother who he thinks is the funniest thing ever, and is just a real sweetheart.
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