This sweet boy is so big.
You play with my cross while nursing, or my hair, or my lip. You scratch every little pattern you see. The leather on your rocking chair, the polka dots on your Boppy and especially the beauty marks on my arms. Since dad has such fun arm hair- you choose to grab that instead. You are pulling yourself up and can sit up on your own so well- until you lean too far forward and face plant it. Usually not such a problem- until we went fishing for the first time and you ate dirt- Sorry! Other than scaring yourself and getting a small scratch on your eyebrow you were just fine. Don't listen to what your dad tells you, you didn't have a black eye!
You got the ok on meats and so we pureed you some chicken and pork- Doesn't look the best but you seem to dig it, especially with pears. I was wondering if you would like your food cold- turns out you love frozen mango! Even better than a popsicle right?
You love mirrors and I love to watch you play with your reflection. Even when it means I have to wipe little lips off of my mirrors. You LOVE tags! Who knew right?! The tags on your pillow, stuffed animals and everything else- you love them so much I made you a 'tag' blanket with ribbons sticking out all over the place. Still not as good as the real thing, but a close second.
Love you so much little man- It's such a joy to watch you grow. You like to blow raspberries and stick out your tongue. Bah, Bah, Bah! Momomomomomomomomom and Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh are your favorite things to say- especially in the car or shopping cart when your voice vibrates with the bumps. I love to hear you 'talk' to me.
Didn't like the grass very much
Look who can pull himself up!
Best buddies
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