Si, Si our little fry. He was seven months yesterday. He had/is having a major growth spurt. He practically skipped the 3-6 month clothing category. I finally cut his hair, the comb-over was cute but his little ‘do needed a fresh start. His new hair growing in needed a chance to catch-up. It still has a reddish hue, but it’s not the same. This is very sad to me.
He’s rolling all over the place and loves attention from anyone. Now that he is getting a little more interactive his siblings are getting a little more involved. I’m trying to keep Miriam from feeding him things that might cause him to stop breathing and prevent her from sitting/stepping/pulling on him. He has his first appointment with an allergist today, and I’m hoping the Dr. will tell me I can relax a little. We’ll see.
I watched the pilot episode of Wonder Years on Netflix (awesome! right?) and there was a line where Kevin said “This is my friend Paul. He’s allergic to practically everything.” That’s our little Simon. All he needs is some glasses.