Atti is 6 months old today. Six months! Half a year! Wow. Here’s a quick summary of our life with Atti. He started out as a tiny, wrinkly, red and squishy newborn. He didn’t cry for almost half an hour after birth. He was cuddly and sweet and amazingly mine. (I mean ours.)
Now, he is over 2 feet tall, weighs 20 pounds, can crawl backwards, rolls like a champ, eats solid food, sleeps on his tummy, and enjoys licking the occasional window. Between then and now, we’ve had 6 doctor visits, 1 minor surgery, 7 vaccinations, 2 teeth, 1 bald spot, and a whole lot of fun.
We’ve dressed up. We’ve dressed down. We’ve had tons of cuddles. We’ve gone to the zoo, Trader Joe’s, the library, 5 parks, the dentist, 2 thrift stores, and the coffeehouse. We’ve smiled. Like, a lot. Except when we’ve not.