Six months old!

first time on a swing, originally uploaded by allthingssara.

Dear little Beckett --

My Boo Bear, my Little Boo, you are six months and change, and you are so, so dear and darling. You make so many wonderful sounds -- I hope so much that I will be able to remember the pitch, the tone, of your tiny voice. Of course, for a tiny voice, you sure can fill up the space with sound! You're latest thing is that you've learned how to roar -- you go, "AAAAAAAAHHHAAAHHHHHHHH!!!", as loud as you can, and it makes you so happy to be so loud. You love holding things that crinkle when you touch them, like the bag the baby wipes come in, and mylar balloons. You love to eat -- we started giving you real food about three weeks ago, and you love apples, butternut squash, pears, sweet potatoes, broccoli, spinach, peas, blue berries, peaches, and apricots. When you are teething, which is often these days, even though those silly teeth won't come out, you like to chew on frozen peas that we put in a little mesh feeder, so you won't choke. You love to be on your tummy and push up -- you look so happy and proud when you're on your tummy, arms extended, head perky and eyes alert. Someone who met you recently said that you smile with your whole body -- and yes, you really do. You wiggle and smile, and just ooze happy. You aren't crawling yet, but you've figured out how to roll from place to place, and you do a little scooching, too. Crawling isn't long off. Neither is sitting up. You are so close to being able to do that on your own -- it's amazing to see you get so self sufficient. You crack up at your brother -- you just think he's so funny. It was no surprise to me that your first real laugh was at something Hank was doing. You know your surroundings and your home -- just a few days ago we came home from a week in New York, and when we got back to our car at the airport, you knew your carseat, and you were so happy to be in your own carseat that you started cooing, giggling, and merrily kicking your sweet little feet.

It seems like you are growing up without us even noticing -- it is all going to fast. You are still a tender little baby, but the tender little baby days are zooming by so, so quickly. Every now and then when I'm snuggling you, I snuggle you a little bit tighter and whisper, "stay small for a long, long time, please stay small". Your smallness is delicious, but so is being a witness to all the discoveries you are making about yourself and this world, so keep doing all that, too, and I'll try to slow down and drink it all in a little bit more.

Love,
Mommy