Apple of my eye

It's the can't live without you, crazy for you kinda love. Joel was leaving for work yesterday and Tesfa was "hugging" him. Joel nearly cried when he has to leave. He still makes me a little nuts sometimes and I imagine he always will for one reason or another. Soon he'll probably say the same about me.

He is doing amazingly well. He is drinking 32 oz of formula a day. That is what he is supposed to be having so I'm glad he is on target. He is wanting to pull himself up to standing but hasn't gotten there quite yet. Still no rolling over (from back to belly) or crawling. He is bright and cheery most of the time. He is learning to clap and said "mamamama" for the first time on thanksgiving. He doesn't know what it means but I'll take it anyway.

His grandmother is amazed by the fact that he will sit and play by himself for 30 minutes or more. She remarks at how sweet and well tempered he is. His cousins (at least the youngest 3) swoon over him. Thanks to grammy he has discovered the joys of puffs and now loves to feed himself.

He is around 20lbs and 50% for his weight.