Month six

Dear Xavier,

A few days ago, I packed up your tiny 0-3 month clothes and sent them to your new little cousin Micah. How is it possible that you were once that small and that you have changed so much in the last six months?! It seems like every week you are doing something new. Like someone said about you today, you sure aren’t wasting any time!

Around the middle of this month, you realized that lying in one place was kind of boring and decided to spice things up a bit. Your worm crawl started as halting and awkward, but you are getting a little faster all the time and are often halfway across the room before your daddy and I notice. If you continue to speed up, soon you will catch those kitties you are always chasing!

Every night, you and I read a few books before your daddy puts you to bed. As you get older, you are becoming a little bit easier to read to and you seem to listen a little more. One night I told you that you were a good little reader and your dad has made fun of me pretty much every night since. If you could stop smacking the books while I’m reading, he might be a little more convinced. I’m not sure how much you are retaining yet, because your behavior towards the cats doesn’t seem to have changed since we started reading Tails Are Not For Pulling. But just keep pretending to read and keep your English teacher parents satisfied!

This month was such a special one because you met your great-grandparents in San Diego and got to see all three of your grandparents, plus Aunt Erica. Xavier, if this is one thing that you can be sure of, it is that you are loved! I saw tears from many an eye as goodbyes were said. Daddy and I think you are such a nice little boy, but it’s great to hear it from someone else too…and of course they aren’t biased at all!

We had been worrying about the plane ride to California for a couple of months now, but you did so well! You would have slept the whole way there, were it not for another baby crying and waking you up. It might have also helped that we let you watch the TV on the flight, something you never get to do at home, and there were plenty of girls for you to flirt with.

When we got back from California, you tried some solid food for the first time. After about six days, the current verdict is rice cereal is not very exciting, but you sure do like the oatmeal. You once again showed your independent streak, trying to grab the spoon out of our hands and then, once your hands were pinned down, forcefully swooping your mouth down at the spoon…glad those things are covered in rubber!

When I reach out my arms to pick you up, you’ve started reaching back. I promise you, Xavier, that no matter how old you are or how big you get, I will always be there for you when you reach for me!

Love,
Mommy