This month has been amazing, Little Dude. FREAKING AWESOME. Somewhere between October 16 and November 16 you transitioned from being a little snuggly warm lump of love, to being a proper baby. One with huge emotions and strong opinions and even – dare I say it? – goals.
The wheels are turning, and there’s no stopping them. Your mind is like a sponge; I can see you taking in mass amounts of information at every moment. Which means I should probably stop cursing in front of you, lest your first sentence be “GODDAMNIT ROXIE”.
You’ve figured out lots of awesome stuff: like how to play peek-a-boo with Daddy, what it means when I pull out the Maya wrap (yay we’re going somewhere!) or the Merry Carry (aww she’s gonna make me sleep on her back), and how to take turns in conversation (“ah-goo.” “Oh really, Simon?” “GAHHGggoo!”). You LOVE reading stories, and we spend at least an hour a day cuddled up with a stack of books. I’m pretty sure that you’re gearing up to be a VERY bright individual, and I’m not just saying that. You’ve got the brains, dude.
It’s even more fun, though, when those little connections mis-fire. Like how you’ve decided that the laundry hamper is your sworn enemy, and must be yelled at constantly. I don’t know what that hamper did to you, but it sure needs to be put in its place!
Everyone who sees you thinks you’re just precious: from the court recorder at Daddy’s work, to my mama friends, to strangers on the street. Everyone says two things: “Look at all that hair!” and “Oh he’s just taking in the whole world, isn’t he?” We can thank Granddad and Grammy for the onesie printed with the former. (Someday I need to tell the whole story of that onesie) It won’t fit you much longer, so I had to get proper pictures of you wearing it while we can!
You’ve also developed the most wonderful laugh known to mankind. I die every time you let loose: the only problem is recording it. That phone comes out, and you lock down like Fort Knox. Thanks for making me look like a liar, dude. You’ll get your comeuppance someday. ::shifty glare::
You’re so much fun to have around, and make every day awesome. I can’t imagine what I did before I had you.
Just don’t grow up too fast, OK?
Hiding with the camera to catch you giggling,
PS>A little bit of a laugh from last week: