Rory,
Five months old? Really? Unlike with your big sister, I know exactly how old you are but it still boggles my mind. How could we have been a family of three such a short time ago? You fit so perfectly into our lives from the first day you were born. We had a Rory sized spot waiting just for you.
You continue to smile and laugh and be the easygoing Rorybear who steals our hearts. You have been practicing sitting up a lot this month and are getting good at it. You will sit in our laps forever with just the slightest touch of our hands. If we situate you right you c
an sit on your own as well, usually using your hands as a third point. It only lasts a short time, but you are definitely practicing. You roll over to your stomach every time we put you on your back and you love playing with toys that way.
Probably the biggest event for all of us this month was you starting at First Environments. You handled the transition like you do with everything, with a grace and calm that astound us. When we pick you up in the afternoon you are happy as a clam (I never use that expression, but truly, as you smile and coo at us I think that is the most apt description.) Your teachers love you already as does everyone that spends any time at all with you.
Speaking of cooing, you have found your voice. You practice ooos and ahhs and squeals with glee. Your voice is as sweet as your personality and we love listening to you.
Your four month appointment was halfway through this month and you tipped the scales at 15 pounds 11 ounces. Your legs and arms have a roundness we never got to enjoy with Jilli. I never understood people talking about how they wanted to just eat up a baby. But now I know. Your cheeks are like juicy little plums and your belly like a little melon. I can not restrain myself from kissing you all day.
We went to the park over the weekend and you sat perched on my lap watching Jilli and Caroline play. I can tell you are ready to jump in the action. Before long you will run with the other kids, but for now at least, there is nothing that brings me more peace than holding you in my lap, smelling your hair and kissing your head. You are our perfect Rorybear, and we do not remember what life was like before you came along.
Love,
Mommy
Five months old? Really? Unlike with your big sister, I know exactly how old you are but it still boggles my mind. How could we have been a family of three such a short time ago? You fit so perfectly into our lives from the first day you were born. We had a Rory sized spot waiting just for you.
You continue to smile and laugh and be the easygoing Rorybear who steals our hearts. You have been practicing sitting up a lot this month and are getting good at it. You will sit in our laps forever with just the slightest touch of our hands. If we situate you right you c
an sit on your own as well, usually using your hands as a third point. It only lasts a short time, but you are definitely practicing. You roll over to your stomach every time we put you on your back and you love playing with toys that way.Probably the biggest event for all of us this month was you starting at First Environments. You handled the transition like you do with everything, with a grace and calm that astound us. When we pick you up in the afternoon you are happy as a clam (I never use that expression, but truly, as you smile and coo at us I think that is the most apt description.) Your teachers love you already as does everyone that spends any time at all with you.
Speaking of cooing, you have found your voice. You practice ooos and ahhs and squeals with glee. Your voice is as sweet as your personality and we love listening to you.
Your four month appointment was halfway through this month and you tipped the scales at 15 pounds 11 ounces. Your legs and arms have a roundness we never got to enjoy with Jilli. I never understood people talking about how they wanted to just eat up a baby. But now I know. Your cheeks are like juicy little plums and your belly like a little melon. I can not restrain myself from kissing you all day.
We went to the park over the weekend and you sat perched on my lap watching Jilli and Caroline play. I can tell you are ready to jump in the action. Before long you will run with the other kids, but for now at least, there is nothing that brings me more peace than holding you in my lap, smelling your hair and kissing your head. You are our perfect Rorybear, and we do not remember what life was like before you came along.
Love,
Mommy
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