The days are getting shorter and shorter as the leaves carpet the ground. There is a dampness about that helps the wind take your breath away. And it is through the development of my Son that I notice this changing season.
Sipping a cup of coffee, reading the paper. You look up and then suddenly he is doing something new. There were only a couple of days between pushing himself into a seated position, and crawling! Now he is ‘jumping’ to strengthen his little legs, getting ready to pull up on the precarious furniture. James wants to look into a miniture crash helmet, I don’t even know if there is such a thing. Every single new object is spotted, and if left, makes it’s way into the cave of slobber and tender gums. Some of the boys have already ‘broken’ through a couple teeth. Grandpa thinks we still have some time to go ( and I am not complaining as I am not too keen to have my boob used as a teething ring!)
He is so determined and strong. Little body builder arms and attached to a Lager Louts belly! <grin> His skin so soft and silky, worn only by the millions of kisses and tickles! Here are some photo’s to mark his Six month Birthday!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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