Mateo - The Fifth Month

Hello! How are things out there? It's been a sunny winter here in Barcelona, which makes it that much easier to get up and face the day. (I suffer from SAD (seasonal affective disorder). Don't most Californians?) 

In other news, Mateo is five and a half months old now and almost weighs 16 pounds. What a stud! He's been chewing on his hand constantly, so we're anticipating some teeth to jut out any day now, but so far, this little boy is all gums. No crying about the pain though, phew! In fact, he's still pretty laid-back and often wakes up with a smile, or just smiles anytime. It feels good. :-)

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Drippin' like a leaky faucet. But did you also notice the strong neck muscles? Again, stud.

Enjoying the sunshine in Seville with his dad.

Happy New Year! Jeez, that seems like so long ago....

Toma, beso! Not too thrilled about this, I know.

He's going to get along great with his cousin, Pau. To make some roughhousing, boy memories of course.

See? Sandwiched by girls.

 How can a baby look both 75 years old and five months old? Receded hairline, big chair, slumped posture - that's how. The hair is now growing back, by the way.

 Oh, he knows who his mama is. I make sure of it. ;-)

My men.

Love this kid. Love this kid. Love this kid. Have I mentioned I love this kid?

Thanks for stopping by!