Happy six months! I know you’ve be wten six months old for almost an entire week, but I’ve just now found the time to write you a note.
So far you’ve taken six months in stride. I thought for sure you’d have a tooth by today, because all last week your gums were terribly sore, but so far, nothing. Just lots of slobber.
You’re currently lying between your father and I on the bed. Not sleeping, because you took a couple very long naps today and have a (little too much energy. You’re playing with Justin’s book and just discovered the laptop (this note will take about twice as long now that I have to keep deleting the letters you manage to hit). You’re the most curious little man I’ve ever met. You’ve been described as studious, and that’s probably a perfect description. Many babies get excited and giggle about new things, but you approach new things with a level of concentration most adults can’t even hold. You zone in on the new thing and work it around and try to discover everything there is to see about it. Only then will you start to play with it and crack a smile. Speaking of smiles, you have a new facial expression this week – the smirk. I’ve tried like crazy to get a picture of it, but haven’t been successful quite yet. It’s absolutely adorable, though.
Today you took a two-hour nap in my arms. Like all the other times it’s happened, I couldn’t help but feel that it was the best thing in the world. You sporadically woke up, looked around, finally settled your eyes on me, and went back to sleep. I know one of these days I’ll regret all the times I let you sleep with me, but I hope in my most extreme annoyance I remember just how perfect it feels right now.
Your favorite things right now are me, daddy, Kingsley, your pacifier, and books, probably in that order. I hope I never forget the look of sheer bliss that comes across your face when you see your daddy or me walk into sight. I just can’t help but be ecstatic when I’m around you. Your happiness is contagious. We’ve started giving you teething cookies, and it’s tripled your value in the dogs’ eyes. Of course, you love this. Laika always waits until you’ve moved from a place to scavenge for remnants, but Kingsley just helps himself. The other day I gave you your first teething cracker and you grabbed it, looked at it, and reached over and handed it to Kingsley. You did the exact same thing with the second. Needless to say, you’re number one in his book. I don’t know where you stash your pacifiers, but you seem to always find one when left alone for any amount of time. You love all types of books – board books, picture books, whatever book your father or I am reading, and even magazines (but, to be fair, you just eat the magazines). I hope this is a sign of your pending intelligence (Mommy’s little retirement plan!).
I just can’t put into words how much I love you. I love spending time with you. I still can’t even imagine leaving you with someone else. It’s not that I fear that something will happen to you while I’m gone. I know you’ll be well taken care of, but I can’t stand the thought of missing a single moment of time with you! Obsessive? Yes. Probably. But when you giggle or flash a new facial expression, I feel like I’ve won the lottery. Today, all three of us spent the day in our pajamas just playing together on the couch, and I have to say, it was one of the best days I’ve had in a very long time. I hope there is a rich benefactor somewhere in our lineage and our future is filled with just days on the couch. That’s the best possible future I can imagine.