Height: 25.5″ (25%)
Weight: 13lbs 8oz (3%)
Head: 46.6 cm (20%)

So my little guy is tiny. He’s isty bitsy. But he’s happy and his doctor’s not worried, so I won’t be either.

My boy is so grown up already, it’s hard to believe. I’ve awakened next to him every morning for 6 months and, somehow, I didn’t notice how quickly he was becoming a big boy. He laughs, he smiles, he talks to you and tries to sing along. He finds the remote under the blanket when I’m trying to hide it from him. He looks for his books every morning on the side table that I always keep them on. He gets on all fours and launches himself toward whatever he wants to get at; things that are generally things he shouldn’t be getting into. He pulls himself up on me to stand, to walk (one day) and gives me the biggest grin I’ve ever seen. “Yeah, mama, I can do it. You’re in sooo much trouble.” It really doesn’t seem that long ago that he looked at me every few seconds as if I was an alien, now he holds his arms out and smiles everytime he sees me.

My little guy is half a year old. How did that happen so quickly? I see myself asking this every birthday for the rest of his life. It’s gone by so quickly but I wouldn’t trade a moment of it for anything else in the universe.

I love you, skinny lil’ man. Happy 6 month birthday.