Half Way There--

Happy Half Birthday 9/4/08

Ethan is six months old today; halfway to his first birthday. There are times when I’m astonished at the fact that my teeny baby is now six months old and other times when I can barely remember a time without him. He loves his pets; Dillon and Sawyer can always make him giggle. He loves to “pet” them; while he occasionally gets a fistful of fur, he’s learning to rub them gently. Being outside is his cure-all. No matter what is wrong, simply stepping outside and spending some time on the porch swing or taking a walk around the block makes life great again. He prefers green veggies to just about anything else—except bananas. Freshly mashed bananas are still his number one. He’s almost sitting up on his own now, though he inevitably leans over to put his toes into his mouth. As of yesterday, he has “fangs.” His two bottom teeth have both broken through his gums and those suckers are sharp! He has the sweetest baby giggle and absolutely adores his brother and his dad. When he smiles, it’s with his whole face—his eyebrows lift, his cheeks round out and the corners of his mouth turn up so much. He has my hairline; the Wilhelm cowlick. The most recent development that has me head over heels for him all over again is that he reaches out for one of us. I have never felt so loved.
I can’t believe he is on his way to crawling and walking, to eating what we eat, to talking. I can’t believe he is growing so quickly. I love him more than I ever thought I could love another person and it truly does grow more each day.

Happy Half-Birthday, Turtle. We more than love you.