It is stunning that Elizabeth is six months old already.
She has been struggling with a cold lately, the primary symptom of which has been a truly horribly wicked cough. Sometimes she coughs so bad it sounds like she is gagging or choking. Just what any mom needs, right?
Despite the cold though, she has been determined to figure out how to get around. I suspect this determination stems from watching her sisters run around like crazy but all of my girls have been anxious to get mobile, so it is probably also genetic. She can get up on all fours, lift an arm with no problem and move it forward, but then she seems uncertain of what to do next and usually collapses forward. She is close though.
My 15-pounder is still a little wobbly when she sits up, but she has been trying bananas, pears, sweet potatoes, and applesauce.