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After months of encouragement, followed by a couple more months of having given up on him, Robbie finally figured out how to sit up on his own. His techique for acheiving a sitting position is, well unique; he curls up in a ball with his face pressed to the floor, then does the splits (still with his face glued to the floor), then finally backs into a sitting position.
Margaret's second day home baby was Aidan (four months older than Robbie).
Margaret left her work at Dell to return to taking care of Robbie. In an effort to keep money flowing into the home she began providing a day home for children Robbie's age, the first of which was Matthew (two months older than Robbie).
During the last two weeks of April the Hendersons and especially Robbie were very, very sick. So much so that his 10 month day went by largely unnoticed and completely undocumented.
. . . you have been measured, and you have been found to be 17lbs and 28.75 inches.
A third tooth surfaced, this one on top; not that you can see it in this picture.
Stylishly celebrated with cousin Alison.
When Sean was just a newborn his grandfather (Robbie's great grandfather), knit him the blanket seen here. With proper care, perhaps Robbie's son will be able to play on it some day.

Illness and conflicting schedules conspired to keep Sean, Margaret and Robbie from exchanging presents with Dave, Jo, and the boys. However, in late February they finally got together.
After more than 7 months of Margaret staying home with Robbie, she went back to work, and Sean took time off work to stay home with the boy. The first day of work for Margaret featured a teary goodbye.
For the past few weeks Robbie has been making sound that one could mistake for words. First he was saying "hi", then "dada" and most recently "ah". However, a lack of context means that they are likely just random sounds. Oh well, soon Robbie, soon.