You're getting so big! At your last doctor's appointment you weighed in at 18 pounds 4 ounces and were almost 28" long - and I would bet good money you've crept close to 20 pounds since then...eating is one of your many fortes! You love sweet potatoes, green beans, carrots, turkey, peas, apples, pears, bananas and you've started drinking water.
You thoroughly enjoy sitting on the floor playing with your toys, particularly ones that make music, the rainbow-colored stackable rings that have been around for generations, and books are starting to keep your attention a little bit longer. Making you laugh is getting easier and easier; you enjoy bouncing on our knees, dancing with us, being tickled, being sung to and playing peek-a-boo. You roll over in every direction and when you are on your tummy you are certainly threatening to start scooting around; you spin in a quick 360 but aren't making much progress forward or backward. We are going to have to start mopping and sweeping more than twice a year.
You talk a LOT. Often times we pick you up from school and they say, "Lucy was so happy today; and she talked A LOT." And then they laugh. Kind of. You are one loud cookie, but I'm convinced you just have lots to say. Keep it up. The word "Mama" is definitely coming out of your mouth - I'm not the only one that thinks this! - though I'm not sure you've actually associated it with me. I know it's coming. I know it.
We play the classic "sooooo big" game and when we ask you, "How big is Lucy????" you are starting to put your hands up in the air on your own. It makes my heart melt and others watching this new trick clap and laugh.
Stranger anxiety isn't something that you've gotten to quite yet, though you have a part of you that acts shy now and then burrowing your head into my chest when someone new comes around. Of course you are your mother's daughter and as soon as you think someone might not be paying attention to you, you find a way to remedy this. Insert the screaming, here.
You are very into grabbing right now - necklaces, noses, mouths, toys, Buckley, pretty much anything you can get your hands on you grab with intention and then everything goes directly into your mouth.
Tonight, we did what every 7 month old dreams of - went to Henry T's for a burger and a beer. I'm pretty sure you enjoyed yourself; there were several huge TVs to look at, beer mugs to grab and a table to play on.
We love you to pieces. Happy Seven Months to you!