i took this picture a couple weeks ago, when klaus became six months old. isn't he beautiful? i guess that's why i haven't been updating - i have no news. all i have to say is, my baby is still freaking perfect! i should just quit blogging until he turns into a 12-year-old jerk and i'm pulling my hair out. then again, i've heard of sweet 12-year-olds.
at klaus's six-month check up, he weighted 19 pounds 3 ounces and measured 28 inches long. his doctor called him strong, very capable, and delightful!
the days of my baby staring blankly up at the bathroom ceiling are all gone now. i can't believe this is what bath time was like a couple weeks ago. now, as soon as i put him in the tub, he rolls onto his tummy and starts splashing. he loves to experiment with dipping his face into the water. when he gets a little in his mouth, he makes a cute little sputtering sound. well, cute and gross, considering i'm not a neat freak. i do not recommend drinking out of my bathtub.
must . . . nibble . . . baby!
klaus is so scrumptious. i love him all the time, but when he's totally out like this, i can barely keep my hands off him.
klaus got this fancy chair from his papa bruce's wife lindsey. he loves it because he can sit up like a big boy without fear of toppling over and bonking his head on the floor. klaus hates bonking his head.