So officially I start off your letter, one of many more to come.
You’re five months old already. I know how many more times I’m going to complain about how fast you’re growing up.
We’ve just started you off on solid food & it’s turning into a slippery experience. I’ve picked up mashed pumpkin from the strangest places in the living room. I don’t know how you do it.
You’re trying really hard to sit on your own already. Don’t know what the rush is – I want you to be little for just a little longer. Once these big milestones start to fall in place, it feels like you’re losing more & more of your baby side, & I’m honestly not ready for that just yet.
You’re a very friendly baby. Very friendly, I repeat. You hardly cry…
Unless you’re left alone without attention for a bit or you’re really tired. Otherwise, it’s just smiles all the way, all day. Especially when you decide that you’re done sleeping from 2am & it’s time for chatting.
Never lose the sparkle in your eyes.
I love you; every day & a little more.