
Sent from Heaven above.
For Goodness sake, I love my Jake
Jake is my little love!
That's the song I've been singing Jake these days. You know if you search for "Henry" songs on iTunes, there are a bunch but only one Jake song -- "If I die before I wake, feed Jake." It's a country song about a dog. Not really something I want to sing my baby. Great Grandma, Gigi, calls Jake "Little Love". I thought it was cute, so I made up a song. Anyway, I took Jake in for his 6 month wellness visit. Here are his stats: 18 1/2 lbs. (70%) and 26 1/2 inches long (55%) .
When Jake was born everyone said he looked a lot like me. A bit refreshing since Henry is "Mini-Matt". As the months go by more and more people are saying Jake looks like Henry. You be the judge.

Jake knows how to roll back to front and front to back. But every night, I lay him down on his back and lately he's been waking up screaming because he's rolled himself over onto his tummy and can't remember how to roll back over. And he won't sleep on his stomach, so he screams. Very frustrating for him, and for me.
I've started giving him a half a jar of baby food and 1 tbs of barley cereal in one of the 6 bottles he drinks a day. He still isn't keen on eating from a spoon but we're working on that.
He can sit up for a few minutes now before tumbling to the side or forward. He can also sit in a high chair at restaurants now. He loves the baby B'jorn and his silky, which is a soft blanket he rubs on his face when he's tired.
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