It hit me hard last week that Aaron is seven months old. Closer to his first birthday than the actual day of his birth. Can you believe we've gone from this...

To this?

He's hit the fast-forward button this month, crawling all over the place with his funky comando crawl, and is working hard to get the hands-and-knees version down. He spends most of his floor time rocking back and fourth on all fours... just can't figure out how to propel forward.
We've had some other firsts this month - first fever and first food-induced rash. Both are related to the teeth that are trying to come in (we can't see them yet, but the drool all over everything is a good clue that they're coming soon). We tried sweet potatoes early last week, which he LOVED, but they, unfortunately, do not love him back. He spiked a fever later that evening, and was covered in hives by the next morning. Yes, we'll pass on the spuds for a while.
Here's one more of this month's portraits. Springtime in Chicago can only mean one thing... BASEBALL! I actually had both a Cub's hat and a Cincinnati Reds cap for this shoot, but Aaron wanted nothing to do with the Reds. He knows he's a Chi-boy. :-)
