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Half a Year! Oh My!



My Sweet Dosers~

Six months? Where has it gone? I think you get sweeter each and every day! Mommy cannot believe that you are already 6-months old! I am madly in love with you! My heart melts every time I look into those big blue eyes and see that gummy smile of yours! You are smiley and giggly and loving and sweet. You love to be around people smiling at everyone. You only really cry when you are hungry, have a dirty diaper, or are really tired and about to fall asleep. Sometimes you whine when you can't see mommy or want to be held. Other than that, you are a darn near perfect baby.

You scoot yourself around in a circle and to other various places. Rolling is what gets you where you want to go for the most part. Jackson still loves you more than words can describe. You are truly blessed to have him as a big brother and I am pretty sure you know it. He is very helpful in taking care of you and always wants to see you right when you wake up in the morning. You laugh at him a lot and love listening to him talk to you and say funny things.

You are a big boy now eating solid foods. So far you have tried bananas, pears, butternut squash, and peas. You could probably live without the peas but you tolerate them. Mommy is making your food homemade and loving every minute of it! I think all this yummy food has thrown you into a growth spurt. You are in at least 6-9 month clothes, if not bigger and almost size three shoes. You are still wearing size 3 diapers.

You and daddy are pals. You get quite excited when you see him wiggling all around and smiling from ear to ear. You love playing with him grabbing his hair and face. We absolutely adore you and love your sweet spirit. You light up our days bringing us so much joy. Until next month sweet boy...






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Our Happy Little Family said…
Grady is getting so big!! He is soo adorable!!
October 26, 2009 at 7:17 PM
Becca said…
Look at how big he is getting! I can't believe it.
October 28, 2009 at 12:13 PM
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