I have read it on so many "mommy" blogs.
...Time flies...
I didn't necessarily believe it until I woke up on October 21st...
and realized that Brooks is six months old.
Half a year.
Soon he will be a year.
And then, he will be heading off to play baseball in college (Go Cougs!).
Ok, I got a little ahead of myself there, but that is what it feels like.
The other day, I snuck over to Paradise bakery for a yummy treat,
and I saw two moms walking with their late teenage boys. One of the boys reached over and gave his momma a playful noogy. I laughed to myself.
It made me fast forward to Amy Jo and I walking around with Tait and Brooks.
Stand still, time! I demand it!
Ok, enough of that.
Brooks is 6 months old...
At his appointment yesterday, we learned that his head is 90th percentile (that explains 12 hours of labor...and 3 HOURS of pushing), he is 80th percentile for length, and 60th percentile for weight... right on schedule in his development
...and quite a little stud, if you ask his totally unbiased momma...
I don't exaggerate when I tell you, he is one of the happiest babies I have ever been around.
He cracks up when we play peak a boo, he smiles constantly, and he loves loves loves nuggin' with his momma and daddio.
What a joy. Pure joy.
My cup runneth over.
~The B's~
