Here's August in his big boy jeans. Today he turns 5 months old.
This last one gives me an excuse to bring Watson back into the conversation. At first August pretty much ignored the dog. I speculate he just couldn't see such a completely black, non-contrasty object as Watson. But suddenly, about a month ago, August started to take great interest in the dog. Watching him walk around; reaching out to touch the dog's coat; grabbing at floppy ears if they should present themselves within his sphere of grabbiness (which they rarely do, you can imagine how Watson would keep a wide margin between the baby and himself). He really started to take notice.
Looks like my plan to have Watson become August's archetypal dog is off to a strong start—on August's part, at least. And once the child starts dropping/throwing food around the apartment, the attention, if not love and respect, will be mutual.
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