It’s not that I don’t want you to EVER grow up; logically I know that isn’t possible. It’s just that I want you to stay exactly the way you are for like 6 more months. I am loving you at 7 months. Right now you are barely mobile. Mobile enough by rolling that I have to keep an eye on you, but not so mobile that I have to watch your every move. I’m not prepared for that yet; I still need to baby-proof the house!
You smile constantly, at everyone, everywhere we go. And you think everything that happens is hilarious. Even if I look away and then look back at you really fast, you die laughing! You are a little chatter box! Your dad says you must get that from me. You talk, well babble, all day and you don’t have an inside voice either (that also comes from me).
You love your toys right now and it’s so fun to watch your brain develop as you learn something new every day. You love to take your toys apart to figure out how they work (you get that from your papa TT). I bought you a xylophone and showed you how hit the keys to make music. You stared at it for a second with big eyes and then grabbed the edge, leveraged it against your feet and flipped it over. You touched the holes where the screws are and looked at your dad and I like “Can I get a Phillips screwdriver please?” You won't ever hit the keys, and if we try to take your arm and make you, you get really mad!
Eating might be your favorite thing, but you’ve always been a good eater! You eat solids twice a day and your favorites are: sweet potatoes, carrots, spaghetti squash and a puree of acorn squash and apples I make for you. Oh, and you got your 2 bottom teeth this month! That hasn’t been very fun. They have broken skin, but they are still just little buds.
You’ve learned how to give me kisses. Some days you are too busy playing to give me a kiss, and you push me away. Other days you want to give me lots of kisses and you are so lovey. Those are my favorite days! Recently I was rubbing your head while I was feeding you. After a while, I moved my hand down to your belly and rested it there. You reached down, picked up my hand, and put it on your head and made my hand move to rub your head again. Now, it’s a necessity; without fail you take my hand and put it on your head every time I feed you.
You are developing more of a personality with each passing day, and you love to try to make your daddy and I laugh by being silly. Sometimes you do what we do, and look away and then look back at us really fast! Of course we think your comedy routine is the funniest thing we have ever seen and then we tell each other that you are probably the smartest baby alive. You are happiest when we are both spending time with you together, especially when we go on family walks and bring the dogs.
At night before we put you to bed, we both hold you and sing “Amazing Grace”. It's something we started the first week we brought you home from the hospital, now we have to do our bedtime ritual or you won't go to sleep. While we sing, you smile and touch both of our faces and then try to share your paci with us.
I know you have to grow up, and I know I will love your next phase too, maybe even more than this one, but I just want you to stay my squishy baby for a little bit longer. However, I don’t think that is going to happen because this morning when I went to get you out of your crib, your face looked thinner and your body looked longer. Sadly, your baby face is transforming into a toddler face-literally overnight.
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