Sunday, May 12, 2013

7 months!

Rolling around, showing off your teeth on Mother's Day
My darling Cillian,

You are now closer to a year old than you are to a newborn.  It shocks me that you have been here for so long, but then I also can't remember what it was like before you burst on to the scene.

You are still the happiest baby in the world, and even when you wake up a little sad from a nap, your mood changes to pure joy within seconds.  You're so close to crawling, but are still managing to be very, very mobile using every other way possible.  You're not quite sitting unassisted, but I blame all the allergies that affected your tummy, which made it painful to be placed into a sitting position.

Your likes: Jakob the cat has become your favourite thing to watch.  Your face lights up with pure glee whenever he catches your eye, and your whole body does happy convulsions.  You still love Sophie the giraffe, but now usually break her neck to get a squeak out of her, not the gentle ear licks you gave her in the past.  You love going to the park to play on the swings, and it's a perfect day for you if there are other kids to stare at while you swing.  You are a good little eater these days, mashed potatoes being your favourite thing to eat.  This proves you're my kid.  Avocados come a close second, with sweet potatoes coming in third.  You have two bottom teeth, with no others on the horizon.  My favourite new trick that you do is giving mommy kisses, usually wet, and usually right on the lips.

Hanging out, people watching, with Grandad in Yonge/Dundas Square
Your dislikes: Being confined in any form other than being in a stroller moving.  The drama you produce when you are being locked into something you don't want to be locked into is quite hilarious, but luckily you are also easily distracted with shiny new objects.  You are starting to become a mommy's boy, and lately meltdown when not given the option to be in mommy's arms.  Luckily you are such a sweet little friend to have around, that I don't mind being the centre of your attention.

What a wonderful little boy you are becoming!

xoxox
Mummy






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