Today you turn six months, two weeks, and five days. Sure, it’s somewhat of an arbitrary age, but I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not together enough to do an new letter each month.
I say this at least every week, but I love the age you are right now. You love to talk to me and your dad…and your stuffed animals and your feet and the bottle and the mobile and the dog. Speaking of the dog? She rocks your world. I’d never heard you laugh as hard as you did one morning when you realized that there was this four legged furry animal sharing the house with you. You love to feed her from your high chair, a habit we’re only halfheartedly trying to break because it’s so damn cute. You stick your squash or apricot covered hand out to her and giggle hysterically while she licks you. Here’s a heads up from one who knows, though: dogs don’t dig broccoli, so don’t try.
Food is another one of your greatest joys. You would never stop eating if I didn’t stop giving you food. So far there is nothing you don’t like, though avocados took a while for you to warm up to. And since you’re still a tiny micron of a baby, we’re on doctor’s orders to slip you butter and heavy cream in your purees. Enjoy it while you can.
You still throw the occasional tantrum, but hey, you’re only six months old, so who can blame you. You have, however, started doing the greatest thing: instead of just screaming as loudly as you can, you now blow raspberries (while whining!) to express your displeasure over something. I think it’s a nice change.
You are the happiest baby I know. Granted, I don’t know a ton of babies, but whatever. You love to smile and laugh and play and explore things. You’re getting ticklish, too, most notably your thighs and under your chin. And all it takes are a few squeezes to make you forget why you may have been crying in the first place. You laugh during your nightly bath, you smile as big as you can when you see me first thing in the morning, you grin at your dad when I drop you off in the bed in the morning. As happy as you make us, it’s so wonderful to see that you feel the same.
Everywhere I take you people love to compliment your hair. It’s true. You have rad hair. I can’t take all the credit for that, because your dad has great hair, too. But I think my favorite feature are your little elf ears. I could kiss the tips of your ears all day long. Some days I do.
These past six months have been so great, Xander, and I can’t wait to see what the next six bring us.
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