5 months

Don'cha love the big open mouth?

Most people would realize that 5 months comes shortly after reaching the 20 week mark. Me? I get dumbfounded by the idea. Has it really been 5 months since my little guy decided it was his time to come?

The 5 month picture

I was watching my niece and nephew that live just a couple of miles away on Tuesday (when he actually hit the 5 month mark) and he was weighed by my brother-in-law. With a hefty diaper, the kid was right around 16 pounds. What? I can't believe it. Seriously. 16? I won't believe it.

Please to be noting his arms (and his smile)

The kid though? He's funny. He's beginning to giggle at me more during the day simply because I sing him songs. Marcus also is discovering his hands. He plays with his frog that is attached to his carseat all the time. He likes to suck on his hands and see how much of his fist can fit into his mouth.

Play time with mommy

Marcus has also become the world's droolingiest (that's totally a word) baby. We typically go through 3 bibs a day. You know, the thick towel type ones. It would be more, but I get lazy and don't want to wash more of them.

See? I told ya.

In other unrelated news. Yes, there was a tornado near my house on Sunday. By near I mean less than a half mile away. We weren't here to witness it, and only got to see the very last remnants of the hail storm that came along as well. We have no damage, and I'm almost sorry that I missed the whole thing. While I would have been scared to death (more of the thought of going into the basement where the spiders live than of the tornado itself), it is hopefully a once in a lifetime event and I missed it.