10.03.2012

Growing

 
Pete,
You are an amazing baby.  You sleep like a champ, can smile like nobodys business, and are so laid back, I sometimes forget you are there.  I love how you always grab my shirt when you nurse and bunch it up in your hand.  How you bury your face into my shoulder when I get you out of your crib. How at first sign of distress you stick your right thumb into your mouth and immediately life is alright again. 
 
 
You squinch up your face when we feed you bananas and even though clearly you do not like them, we can't stop sticking them into your mouth just to see your funny face.  You love all baby food, puffs and cheerios.  I've been more hesitant to give you table food, mostly because I have this fear that you will be allergic to well...everything.
 
 
Now that you are mobile, I forget that I need to clear everything off the floor or it will end up in your mouth.  Tonight when I took off your diaper as we were getting ready to take a bath, I noticed huge chunks of newspaper right there in your poo.  I could even read the words. Extremely disgusting, yet interesting at the same time.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I love watching you grow right before my eyes.  You are a gift.

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