Six Months Old

You are six months old.

SIX.

How is this even possible?  I can't handle it at all.  

You are growing so quickly.  I can't believe it was just six short months ago that I was first holding you in the hospital.  Taking those first few glimpses into your beautiful blue eyes.  Holding your tiny fingers in my hand and memorizing every inch of your face.

SIX MONTHS.

Since your five month birthday...

You met your Uncle Wesley and Aunt Dervon!

They flew into Dothan for a party that GiGi and I held in honor of their wedding back in January.  We had fun hanging out with them.

You got to meet a lot more of your family...

...including Your Bubba's brothers.  We don't get to see them nearly enough, so it is so precious when we do get to spend time with them.

Missi took some cute pictures of us at the 

party, too!

Almost right after we got back from Dothan, you had your first ear infection.  It broke Your Momma's heart, but after ten days of antibiotics and lots of snuggling, you got over it!

You went to your first football game - Troy vs. UAB.

And then you watched your first Bama game!

Kind of.

On Labor Day, we spent the day lazing around the house.  We so enjoyed just being together.

You do not like sweet potatoes.

But you love peaches, squash, peas, and carrots.

We went out for pizza with Dollie, and you wore your first pair of tennis shoes.  

Daddy can't get enough of those pink hightops, and dresses you in them for every possible occasion. 

We finally got you a high chair!  You love to sit it in to eat...

and to play with your toys.  You can talk to this dog for hours, and you figured out how to squeeze his foot to make him talk back.  It comes in handy when Mommy is busy!

We went to 2nd and Charles, which is a second hand bookseller here in town.  We loaded up on books for you...

And found Mommy's favorite book ever!!!!!  We've read it several times since.

We did lots of unsuccessful sitting practice.

Until the night before your six month birthday, when you finally did it!  It was only for a few seconds, but you did it!

You talk...a lot.  

And then you turned six months old.

At your six month appointment with Dr. Stone, the day after your six month birthday, you weighed 17.5 pounds (75th percentile) and 28 inches tall (above 95th percentile).  You ears were all clear of infection, and he says you are progressing wonderfully!  You had to get some shots, which are always awful for you and me.  But you recovered so well after a long nap at Mrs. Maegan's.  

You love to laugh and talk.  You make so much noise.  Especially in restaurants.  You will make noise for whoever will listen.

I can't imagine where you get that from...

Daddy loves to hear you laugh and tries to make you laugh all the time.  You love to watch him and look for him in the room.  I love the way you love each other.  So special.

You and I sing...a lot.  If anyone can pick up the frequency of our baby monitor, they are in for Gaither Gospel Hour: Parrish Style.  Every morning when I go get you from your crib (YES you moved to your room), I sing "This Is The Day That The Lord Has Made" to you while we change your diaper.  Every time you get a bit fussy, "When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder" will always make you giggle.  And when you cry, I cheer you up with "Smile."  Just recently, you have taken to "Great Is Thy Faithfulness," which was Your Bubba's favorite hymn.  He would have loved to sing it with us.

You love Chloe Belle and Lily.  They are your big buddies.  We are so blessed to have Mrs. Maegan keep you three days a week.  You love to be there, and they love to have you.

On Fridays, you and Daddy come have lunch with me.

You found Charlotte and you think she's hilarious.

You have many many nicknames: Bug, Buggy, Little Bug, Widdle Buggy, Beetle Bug, BA...You are starting to respond to us calling you, so we probably need to start calling you by your given name.  :)

And yes, you moved to your crib a few weeks ago.  We knew it was time when you woke up twice in one night just from small noises that we were making in our room.  You are sleeping beautifully in there and waking up much happier.  I think Your Daddy got hit the hardest with the transition...

You are so unbelievably beautiful.

 I am so in love with you, Brooke Allen.  I am honored to be your mother and to watch and help you grow.  There is no one else I'd rather be than Brooke Allen's Mommy.