Tuesday, March 16, 2010

To my darling little screeching howler monkey,

I say that in the nicest way possible. What is with all the screaming? Are you working your way to lead singer in some crazy death metal band in your teens? We have all been walking around with grins and headaches for a whole week now. Its hilarious how it takes your whole body to muster up the scream and you have to sit and recuperate for a couple of minutes before you can scream again. There is a saying though. Its only funny a max of 3 times. I learned that in theatre. It's a good lesson so..

In the six months that you have been on this earth, you have learned all sorts of neat tricks. You can smile and laugh. You can SCREAM. You are trying to wave bye-bye.

You can make us come running when you do your little fake cough you have started.

You haven't quite figured out how the whole crawling thing is supposed to work but you can roll to your destination like no body's business.

Your days are normally spent drinking from your CUP, eating puffs, and watching Madagascar. And BTW we really have to talk about your movie. I know you like it. I know you like to MOVE IT, MOVIE IT. But really? Two times a day? We are not even supposed to be letting you watch tv.

It's not hurting you though. You are the smartest SIX MONTH OLD around I just know it. You are a cute, inquisitive, sweet, sharing little critter.

You love to play and be outside.

Your favorite thing to do it to take a walk to the park in your stroller we haven't gotten to do it much but I promise you will spend a ton of time there this summer.

I also want to thank you for sleeping until 5am these last couple of days. The time change has been a little rough on mommy so the extra sleep is much needed. However, last night while I was rocking you to sleep at 9pm and casually mentioned to your father how you were super easy to get to sleep and then you sat up from your knocked out state and preceded to stay awake until 11pm? That was not cool. Jokes on mommy right? See? I told you, super smart.

To be serious. You have totally and completely blown your father and I away by how incredibly awesome you are. I see great things in you already. I see such a gentleness in you soul that I will protect with every fiber of my being. You are content. You wake up every morning happy. I do too little man.

You adore your daddy, bubby, and mommy (in that order I am afraid).

& I adore you.

Happy 1/2 a year kid!


Anonymous said...

Ugh. The screaming stage. I know exactly what you're talking about. They reach the age where it's fun...or maybe just something neat to do?...so they launch into these screams and screeches that can break your ear drums.

What's sad is there is nothing else to do but endure them. Or? Turn the radio up real loud. :)

kate said...

Look at that little cutie! Wow. I can't believe it's been SIX MONTHS already! Wow!

chicklet said...

Okay, so I totally have a screamer too. Happy screams, but just screams, because he can. So to make it fun for me, I've started to pat his mouth repeatedly/fast while he does it, which makes him giggle cuz his screams get all interrupted and sound different:-)

And the tv-watching... well, on the days where I'm exhausted, we watch, and he STARES like it's the BEST THING IN THE WORLD. Oops...

And the jokes about sleep? My little bugger does it all the time. As soon as one of us says something about how good that was, or how easy this is, he messes with it. Babies are manipulative and smart.