Here's Trevor sporting his festive wear, courtesy of Aunt Ellen and Uncle Dave. No fireworks for us this year, but we did Doo Dah... Trevor fell asleep during the parade. It rained, but Patrick and Lauren stood streetside with umbrellas and ate all the candy. Trev and I had a spot on a lovely porch, courtesy of some new friends--Paul and Amy (I think?). Then we visited the Lynaugh's for a while, and Lauren thoroughly enjoyed playing with the available OPT (other peoples toys).
Trevor had his 6-month appointment last week. He now weighs 19' 13", and is 28" tall. He's more height / weight proportioned now, so doctor lady is happy. He can sit, he can scootch backwards, and just yesterday managed forward motion while up on his hands and knees. Full on crawling is nigh. Still just two teeth--they emerged on 5-29, so we're expecting some top teeth any day now. He continues to babble, squeel, drool and smile a lot.
Tomorrow he goes back to Children's for a follow-up listen to his little ticker. Wee dude has a heart murmur, but his doctor barely heard it last week. Tomorrow's appt. is with a heart specialist... so we'll see (or hear rather).