Trevor is turning eight months tomorrow, or 2/3rds of a year. Amazing. He is jolly, smiley, and happy. He is starting to sleep more soundly through the night, only waking two or three times a night for his pacifier, and not the six to eight times that we had cycled through. He eats well. A bottle and jarred food around 7am, bottle at 11, bottle at 3, and bottle and jarred food around 7pm. He is obsessed with "crawling" over to the door to the deck and observing his kingdom. He slides along the floor, but seems poised to rise to his knees, and would love to pull himself up. He is madly in love with Winsome, who has been kind, dedicated, and loving right back to him. We have one happy little boy and we feel lucky for it.