6 Months

Dear Didzette,

Wow. Half a year has gone by since you came into our lives... and every day is sweeter than the one before. You've grown so much in six months - long gone are the quiet infant days where you just slept and ate and slept some more. Now you want to play, and wiggle, and giggle, and explore every bit of world around you... You're not crawling yet, but you're getting so close. You've mastered this little shimmy move where, if you're on your belly and want to reach something, you wiggle and kick and hoist yourself forward and rotate your body and stretch out long until you can reach it, and ultimately put whatever it is into your mouth. You particularly love reaching for the dirty fringe on the edge of the area rug. If I'm in the kitchen, or even if I'm sitting right next to you and turn my head away for 10 seconds, nine times out of ten when I look back over to you, you will have shimmied yourself off your blanket onto the hardwood floor and I'll catch you sticking the dirty rug fringe into your mouth (yuck). You're so curious - I hope you never lose your sense of wonder and always continue to explore and learn and be surprised by the world.

You have a tooth! Two days of inconsolable fussiness over the weekend, and lo and behold, a little tooth broke through on Sunday. I nearly started crying - you're growing up so fast. Pretty soon you'll be eating sushi and cheeseburgers - but for now you're perfectly content munching on your toes. "Bug! Your socks are all wet!" gets exclaimed at least once a day around here. I even had to go buy more baby socks the other day because we can't change and dry them fast enough - you just love eating (and slobbering all over) your toes.

I think my favorite thing you do these days happens when you get really excited about something (most often when you're naked - you looove being naked). You start flapping your arms wildly and kicking your legs and laughing hysterically... which usually leads to either me or your daddy kissing your belly and tickling you, which makes you laugh so much more. And the more you laugh, the harder your arms flail, and you're just so excited and having so much fun, it's like you can't release all that happy energy at once. Sometimes I worry you'll just spontaneously combust.

You're pretty great, bug. Keep it up.

xo,
Mama