Somewhere in the whirlwind of getting used to new things- a new baby, gymnastics twice a week, Scotty's work schedule- and moving through everyday life- school work, chores, childcare/rearing, nursing, NOT neglecting my marriage....something happened....my little tiny newborn baby somehow turned 6 months old. It happened a tiny bit at a time, day by day, as he napped and when I wasn't looking. And now he is half of a year old! Wow! As sad as it is that he's no longer a tiny infant, it is fun to watch him learn and thrive and be loved by his siblings and smile and play and discover his feet, his toys, his thumb, his voice... I just love those big cheeks and that happy smile. He is over 18 pounds of wonderful person.