Maybe it's because he's getting bigger, stronger and more agile. He can pick up his bottle and feed it to himself. He can climb up on the window ledge and get back down without falling. He has four teeth with two more coming in (and is still chewing on everything in sight; that hasn't changed). His voice is changing a little. He's trying to stand up on his own and puts his arms up for balance, which is really cute.
And he sees the humor in...well...almost everything. Sometimes when we're walking down the street he just starts giggling.
Here's a taste:
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