Saturday, August 21, 2010

Zac moves

Zac is almost 4 moths old. Wow. Anyway, he can now hold onto some of his toys and cross his eyes while looking at them...see?

Isn't that awesome!? Ha ha. Sadie still loves being his big sister and is always asking to hold him. I love this picture because Zac is wearing a cute little vest.


We got a walker for Zac (for freeeeee) because he loves to be upright. My arms get tired of holding him up all the time so I started putting him in the walker. He loves it for the most part. Sometimes he tries and tries to get those toys in his mouth but they are just centimeters out of reach. Poor guy. He can actually move it pretty well. Only backwards though. Here's some proof.



Zac has actually been really fussy for the past week which is really out of character for him. So I started looking around in his mouth and it looks like he might be getting a tooth. On the bottom but off to the side. I hope that is what it is because that will mean that the end of his fussiness is in sight, but who knows. We'll keep you all posted!


4 comments:

Carrie Selin said...

In the picture of Zac and Sadie - Zac looks as big or bigger than Sadie - at least head and torso and chubby arms. But maybe it is just the angle. Either way they are 2 cute!

Carrie Selin said...

Sheesh, Zac looks bigger than Sadie in the picture. It must be the angle but that little guy is seriously getting big.

Katie Lewis said...

At the Lewis home last night:

Bryan (looking at your blog): Katie, did you know the Kevans have another kid?

Me: Zachary? Yes. Lindsey was pregnant with him when we used to hang out.

Bryan: Oh. I had no idea.

Bryan: ...I don't think I've seen them since that one time we made gingerbread houses.

Umm... so perhaps we really should all get together sometime! :) I hope everything is going well for you guys! You and your kids sure are cute!

Shirl and Bill said...

Funny thing....
When Brandon was about that age we got him a little seat like that.
We put him out on the patio...that would be on 39th drive....at the old home. He would push with one foot from one side then yell and we would go out and turn him and he would push to the other side, back and forth. It was funny