Someone once asked Mr. Pickles and me why we refer to him as "the boy." Well, so far, he is THE boy! Hopefully someday he will have a little brother, but for now he holds the privileged status of Spoiled Prince of the family.
So here is a whole post dedicated to him, with a sample of what he's been doing over the last couple months. Big Moves!!!
So far Joseph is my first baby who actually LOVES the outdoors. He LOVES grass, and has great fun ripping it up by the handfuls.

This was back in early Oct., at 6 1/2 mos. old. He looks JUST like some of my baby pictures here, don't you think Mom?

Our golden boy.

Bwa ha haaa!! A camera!

"Let me out!"
Whenever he hears someone opening the front door, he makes a beeline for it. He will stay there as long as the door is open and watch the world go by. When you close the door, or when we come in from a walk, he cries.

This is right after I gave him his first REAL haircut at the end of Oct. I feel that I butchered it (when's the last time YOU tried to cut the hair of a 7-month-old?) but it doesn't look half bad in these photos.

Ah, he has discovered the joy of upness. (early Nov.) So far he hasn't gotten much farther than this, but it's only a matter of time...

Oh yeah, he likes bookcases. Mostly he just riffles the pages -- he hasn't discovered the joy of completely emptying a bookshelf in 0.6 seconds. Yet.

Ready to cruise!

Peek-a-boo!

Arrrrr, maybe I can gnaw through it...

Hey, Ma!

No more pictures, please.
Finally, here is a sample of Joseph's unique method of scooting.
His arms are amazingly strong from this!
Sadly, he doesn't inchworm like this much anymore -- he just recently figured out the cross-crawl. Although when he wants to get somewhere in a hurry (like to the open front door) he'll forget his new talent and start digging his toes in.
Watching him develop has been very insightful into his personality, as it is with all children. He is so laid-back about his progress. He seems to just take things as they come -- he doesn't especially try to exert himself, or get upset if he can't do something. Scooting? Hey, this is a good way to get that toy over there. Standing? Wow, look at the view from up here! Cruising? Whee! Lookit what my feet can do! The only time he gets upset is if he falls and gets a bonk, or is trying to climb up my skirt and I move away -- basically when the universe doesn't cooperate in the way he's expecting (like changing his diaper when he's hungry). But when he gets upset, boy, does he let you know it!! There's no holding back. His emotions are just out there for everyone to see. I've been told that's a boy thing. It's loud, but refreshing. :)
It's going to be really interesting watching all these traits mature.