Olivia - 6 Months!

Happy Half Year Birthday!

Well, what to add about this month? You're sitting up! And you only rarely fall over. Even when sitting on our bed. And then you mostly fall forward now and not backwards because you are a reachy, grabby little bean. Everything should be yours for the taking and you get a little upset if we don't let you touch something. You also love the tags on your toys. Sophie never did. We even got her one of those blankets with the tags all over it? Yeah, she ignored it. You, however? It is FASCINATING. You patiently try to pinch and hold onto the tags with your chubby little fingers.

Still very smiley and lovely. We (me, you, Sophie, and Grandma Weezie) went to the town block party this past weekend. Once again, you were enthralled by all the people and the excitement. So much so that you fell asleep just as the fire truck went blaring by in the parade. Sophie and my mom walked in the parade and Sophie is very excited by the idea that next year you might walk with her, too.

Speaking of your sister - your smiles and giggles when Sophie comes into a room are priceless. We are all in trouble when you figure out how to crawl because we see you eyeing all of Sophie's tiny little toys and shiny baubles and trinkets.

You are very close to crawling. Tummy time isn't such a horrible thing any more and you can pivot yourself around and roll toward your targets. Another one who will have to watch out is Fiona. That black kitty is so EXCITING.

The summer with Daddy is almost over. It's been hard for him on some days because you've figured out my schedule and you don't eat very much during the day with him. You're hungry and you're tired but you barely eat and it takes a while to get you to sleep. Unless you are in the car. Gazing lovingly at Sophie. The night time wake-ups with me have gotten a bit fewer and farther between, thankfully. But they are sometimes marathons and I'm glad your Daddy convinced me to nurse you girls in bed because I can doze off and not have to worry about falling out of a chair or dropping you.

I loved nursing your sister in bed and sleeping next to her because we could snuggle up and get comfy. It is no different with you. You are a warm, snuggly bean. When you nurse, you fling your very chubby, warm leg up on me and make sure your toes are touching me. You do this with Sophie and Daddy when we're in bed reading books, too. It's like you aren't satisfied unless your toes are on us. You do the same when you're on your back holding a new toy. Your feet have to hold it, too. Very sweet. I love holding your feet in my hand and I love how much like a marshmallow you are.

No words yet, but you do like to hear yourself chatter. Most nights, we can get you to sleep by 9-9:30. Which involves laying in bed with you or holding you in the dark office while Daddy and I watch something on Netflix because we're tired of waiting. Right now, we are working our way through "Rescue Me". And the whole time, until you fall asleep, you are chattering and babbling and blowing bubbles and sucking in your bottom lip. I've also found that you like to sit straddling one of my legs so that you can bounce and bounce and bounce maniacally until you wear yourself out. We laugh because it is like you are riding a horse somewhere. Urgently. Other people who have held you get so tired because you are so active and wiggly and chubby.

There is also the issue of the drool. Obviously teething and wanting to gnaw on things, but nothing is coming through yet.

So, in summation: we love you to bits. You have the widest, sparkliest, most beautiful smile in the world. You are very sweet and you seem to love looking at people and you love to giggle and squeal when we give you armpit and tummy tickles.

The Pink Marshmallow, Jibber-Jabber-Slobber-Wocky, Bean, Toots, Liver-Bean, Liver-Tude, Livvie, Toodles, Poodle, Moo #2.