5 months.
five. months. old. today.
I can’t believe it.
you still have yet to roll back onto your belly like you did nearly a month and half ago. your toes are still far more interesting, but mostly you prefer interacting with mom and dad rather than exploring toys.
we sing all day long and insert your name into the lyrics. you have dance offs with your daddy. nebula utterly fascinates you and you’ll stop whatever your doing to watch her.
you have TWO TEETH.
you’ll turn the pages of your books, and love to chew on our hands. you’re ticklish under your neck and on your collar bone. you yell with delight, suppress your laugh as a game. when we’re in a new place with new people, you become very quiet and observant.
you weigh 20 lbs, and yet I still cannot pack up your newborn clothes in your dresser.
your morning wake up coos melt my heart.
each day with you is better than the last, my finn.
I love you, I love you, I love you so.
