He also has gained a sense of separation anxiety. And just to follow his sister Hattie's lead, he can't even watch me walk through the room without crying out to me. Yes, I love to be needed and wanted that much, but I also have to wash my hands after changing Hattie's diaper, and he needs to learn to wait.
He is officially sitting, rolling over both ways, no crawling, no teeth, not pulling up and still eats mostly all blended veggies (puffs still cause him to choke, though he does like Mums....a lot). And he is starting to love playing peek-a-boo, trying to wave and says a lot of "dadada" and "lalalala". He also likes to stick out his tongue.
The love is mutual between him and his sibs.