This little boy

is six months old now. I cannot believe how quickly time goes by. I know everyone always says “enjoy ‘em – they grow too fast”, and now I know what that really means.

He has grown too fast.

I love my Morgan. I mean, really, I’m just in love with that boy! I love that he is mine. All mine. And Jared’s too, of course. Forever and ever.

Here are a few things that mark this time in his little life:

-He now has his two bottom teeth.
-He can get out of his carseat if he’s not strapped in.
-He can roll both ways (finally)!
-He weighs 18 lbs 6 ounces and is 27 inches long, and his big noggin puts him in the 100 percentile of other babies his age.
-He giggles at the funniest things (when I see “Beep. Beep!” and other random weirdies).
-He smiles at almost anyone.
-He can put his passey in his mouth by himself.
-He reaches for me when I hold my arms out (my favorite).
-He loves being outside and especially when the wind is blowing.
-He gets extra impatient when he’s hungry.
-And, much to my dismay, he has learned how to throw little fits.

It's been the sweetest six months of my life, Morgan. Your mommy loves you very, very much.