My happy, little man is 6 months (and three days) and he's finding his way into lots of new and interesting things. He's constantly rolling, spinning, and scooching into new exploration. Today, he even sat up on his own for a bit. It's great fun for his brothers and of course exciting to watch him grow, but I do wish he would stay a babe in arms for a bit longer.
I was out in the garden with him picking what must be the end of the season vegetables, and he was itching to get in my basket. So, after a quick rinse I let him get his fingers on all the different textures.