Over the past couple days we've gotten Darius to learn the sign for "potty". He keeps getting it confused with the "all gone" sign for some reason (both involve shaking one's hands). This morning he signed "potty" and actually went- twice! Of course he only did it because he wanted a jellybean, but that's another issue altogether.
December is now 6 months old. He checkup was yesterday and she weighed in at 14lbs 13oz, and 26.5 inches. Apparently she is (gasp!) tall and skinny, coming in at the 35th percentile for weight and 75th for height. Like this is something we hadn't already noticed. She also has teeth coming in, which means she's more of a drama queen than usual. Which is saying somethin.
I've been trying to get December to eat baby food, and she is not enthusiastic AT ALL. She'll eat the stuff once it's in her mouth, but does everything in her power to keep me from sticking a spoon in her mouth. And she's apparently smarter than her brother was, because all my attempts at subterfuge are met with dirty looks and little success. Ah well- at least she'll eat Cheerios.
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