Another month has gone by and my baby still gets sweeter. At five months old he's a smiling, squealing, laughing, drooling, joyful little delight. He gets easily distracted by any new voice that enters the room and loves watching his brothers and sister in whatever they are doing. He likes his Bumbo seat and I've just realized that he's probably ready for our Johnny Jumper. He has lost his head full of hair and now has a head covered in white fuzz. We already thought he looked like his biggest brother, but now he looks even more like Travis did as a baby. I couldn't possibly love this precious little five month old any more.

His most impressive trick right now is squeezing both of his legs into one pant leg in any jammies that have even the slightest bit of extra room in them. I call him our little merbaby.

Five month old merbaby joy...