The basics....you're in size 2 diapers, wearing 6 month clothing and sleep through the night. You take one long glorious nap in the afternoon (at the same time as your brother, woot!!!) and you are still nursing like a rock star. You went to the doctor today and are 14 pounds exactly, 25 inches long and are staying right around the 50% for both. We're going to be starting solids soon, which terrifies and excites me at the same time. How are you this old already?
You smile, gurgle and giggle at anyone and everyone who talks to you. You hate tummy time, as evidenced by your massive (MASSIVE) bald spot and how loud you screamed when you accidentally rolled from your back to your tummy. It was the first and only time, and I'm pretty sure that you pushed yourself up and over by pushing off of my leg, and based on your reaction I'm pretty sure that you won't be very motivated to do that again :)
Everyone who holds you comments on how strong you are, and you're ahead in your language skills (ma and ga's already!) which either means that your lung steroids really pumped you up or that you're a genius. Let's split the two, shall we?
You're eyes are still very blue, so blue and gorgeous that so many times I find myself staring at them with amazement. I don't understand how they've stayed breathtakingly blue, but I'll take 'em. Your stork bite is also beyond prominent, and while the pedi said that you're going to eventually outgrow it (rather, your skin will get thicker and hide it) I'm so used to it that I don't even notice it anymore.
You're very into toys lately, your favorites being anything that you can grab and chew. I suppose you like to keep your options open. In fact, the other day, when I didn't give you anything, you just grabbed your shirt and just went to town. You still reject the paci, which still shocks me considering that your big brother was OBSESSED, but we've come to expect that anything your brother loved you hate and vice versa.
Speaking of that crazy little munchkin, you love him. And oh man, he loves you! He talks to you in a silly little voice, one that I only heard when you were born. Just the other day you were in your swing and he went up and said "what you doin'? what you doin'? you swingin'? you swingin'? yes you is! yes you is! you love swingin', don't you? yes!!" and OH MY SWEET BABY JESUS my heart exploded into a million pieces and came back all Grinch style at twice or three times or whatever the size. You get greeted before I do when we pick Eddie up from preschool and you're the first thing he asks about in the morning. Well, you and Stanley the Elf, but Stanely is only a fad....you're brother's obsession with you is way stronger :)
You're also cute as a button, have I told you that?
{Four months. And I love you more everyday!}
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