Half a year old!

As of almost 2 weeks ago (I plead illness for the delay in blogging- the first daycare cold, of course, hitting me worse than Malcolm, but hitting Malcolm enough that his sleep has been a bit rocky some nights) - Malcolm is half a year old! He's experienced the end of summer, all of fall, and most of winter. We took him out in the stroller today during a brief "sunshower" amidst the rain, and he squealed with joy to see the sun and be out and about. He's loving daycare - "wow! They have babies here!" - and his teachers love him, and always rave about his smiley and observant disposition. And he's rolling all over the place!

Let's see, what else has he been up to recently? The 6 month bear photoshoot pictures aren't that great, mainly because he would grab the bear and wrestle with it before I could get set to take the picture. So we have the great half-yearly bear-chair wrestling tournament:

ding ding! The match begins!

Bo is off to an early lead. Where's the baby?

Malcolm recovers (with some help from Mommy) and goes on the offensive...

Malcolm for the win! 6 month olds always beat stuffed bears :)

What else has he been up to lately?


Video-chatting with Grandma and Grampa in Wayland. Pixelated area is a knit gift-in-progress which I don't want to spoil for the recipient('s mother). Grandma's on TV and plays peekaboo!

Snoozing in the carseat... (note the lovely hat, and the corner of a knitted blanket from KT!)

Sitting in the box in which two pairs of baby shoes arrived. We were proving the ridiculousness of the size of the box, which could contain both pairs of shoes (in their fancy cases no less!) plus the baby!
Attempting to eat banana pieces (with Mommy and Daddy keeping a close eye!) - making this face ("what the heck was that? Eeew! or, mmmm?!?" - then squishing pieces back into his mouth - lather, rinse, repeat... He does seem to like the idea of finger foods, though of course we're only letting him try a few very soft things. But he also likes one puree in particular:

Sweet potatoes!

We can't believe that in less than 6 months he'll be eating off the table with us (well, with modifications, of course)!