Oliver is 3 months old today -- he's officially not an infant any more, but a full-fledged baby. The next stage is toddler, so Tim decided to help him learn to toddle by getting him a walker -- perhaps more appropriately referred to as a sitter, and then when he got tired, a bit of a slumper.
He's pretty good with the upper body control, actually, and now he not only says 'goo' but also, occasionally, 'boo.' (The consonants that you make with your lips are more advanced than the consonants that you make in your throat.) He likes baths, long conversations about just about anything, milk, and people, especially his Mommy.
Going out in public with Oliver is like carrying a magic ticket. Strangers are so smiley and nice that it's almost weird -- like being in some parallel universe.
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