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Six and Two

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By marydalene

So I find myself writing this a bit late again. What can I say, my life is … busy. But, I want to remember it, so just pretend that today is November 22 and life will be good, OK? OK.

On Thanksgiving, my little guy turned six months old. Seriously, it seems like time flies and he just got here. But he is so much fun that it is hard not to imagine him in our little family.

Ryan really is my most happy, fairly mellow little guy. Yes, he has his moments when he is hungry or tired, but for the most part, he is happy. And it is so easy to get him to giggle, smile or laugh with you. It is so much fun and makes it easy to love him.

Cooing and Giggling

At his six-month appointment, he weighed in at 19.75 pounds, which puts him at the 87.5 percentile (I’m shocked, frankly – a nearly 20 pound baby isn’t in the 90s?); he was 28 inches long (95th); and his head was 18.2 centimeters (99th). Yes, he’s my chunky little guy, but he’s so cute. And wow, his head.

Yes, that is his growth-curve chart for his head size. And yes, you are seeing his curve is above the top line. And before you get concerned, I’m not. Timothy had a head just as big when he was a baby. It’s all that hair.

About a week after he turned six months, Ryan cut his first tooth. And about a week after that, he cut his second. You can see the first fairly clearly in these photos, but the second should make an easier-to-see appearance in just a few days. But for now, some more photos of my happy guy.

About Ryan at six months: He has slept through the night once that I can remember, and it was just last weekend. He usually gets me up about once a night (between 3:30 and 4:30), and then will sleep until about 8. He is starting to love to eat solids, although he isn’t very good at it yet. He is very interested in what we eat at the table though and likes to be part of the group at dinner. He loves to have company. He is always more willing to be alone on the floor playing when he can see others nearby, although he loves it more when you play with him.

He’s a shrieker at times. He can be LOUD, but he’s always so happy when he’s being loud that it’s hard to be upset with him. (The other day he had a particularly loud little bit during family prayers. Jared had to pause while Ryan finished. It was funny.) He loves to chat and loves to be held.

He’s still a hands on kind of kid. He is always sticking his hands in his mouth, or anything that he can reach and put in his mouth. And he looks so much like Timothy that it’s kind of eerie at times. Love my little boy.

And here’s one of Sarah, simply because she begged me to take a picture of her when I was taking the photos of Ryan. She was willing to smile, so I took the advantage of the opportunity.

Love her too.

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