marx - 5 months

goodness my little man,

please forgive me, you've been 5 months for a little over a week!

time is just creeping by me way to fast and life is so so busy with you and your little sister!

since we were in utah when you turned 4 months old, we missed your 4 month check-up.

so instead of 4 month stats, we have 5 month stats.

you're weighing a whopping 15.2 lbs (25%)

 you're 26" long (50%)

and you're head circumference is 17 (50%)

just growing like a little weed.

you were certainly heart broken when you got your shots.

it was awful.

i don't think it will EVER get easier.

but you had great support.

your big sis, your grandma susan, and your momma was right by your side.

layla was very concerned about you.

she just adores you.

(even though 90% of the time you wouldn't think so)

you were rolling quite a bit, but you've kind of put a stop to that.

don't know what's going on there.

i'll put you on the floor and you'll just stay on your stomach or visa versa.

surely you'll be rolling again soon.

you LOVE any kind of food i let you try.

so far you've sucked the juice out of peaches, grapes, and enjoy mashed up bananas, oh and i even

let you try a little bit of my pancake the other day (we won't tell the doc that).

soo..

i went ahead and started you on fruit.

you're your daddy's child.

he loves food, and so do you.

if fact, when you sit on my lap during meal time, you constantly watch my fork go from the plate

to my mouth, kicking your feet, hoping it will go in your mouth!

i've ruined you when it comes to eating your cereal in the evenings.

you won't eat it, UNLESS, you're in your bath tub.

oh well... kills two birds with one stone.

AND

i don't have to worry about getting you messy :)

you love your momma.

and i LOVE it.

no one can soothe you the way i can.

you'll nestle your little head in my neck and i just adore it.

or, when we play peek-a-boo in the mirror, you'll turn your head into mine like your

a little shy. makes all fussy, sad days worth those moments.

speaking of fussy...

you are still having those days.

but

in your defense

you went from being super gassy, to cutting teeth.

so

i think you're entitled to be a bit fussy.

and yes, you've already bit me, twice!

it hurt, but i can't bring myself to flick you

(like everyone keeps telling me to do)

but if you keep it up, we may have to wheen (sp?) early, and i really don't want to,

and i definitely know you won't want to, so i better figure out how to put a stop to the biting.

so, i just figured out TODAY how you  prefer how to be put to sleep.

you want me to just put you down in your bed and leave you be.

that's it.

kind of heart breaking since i'm the kind of mom that LOVEs to rock her babies.

i've tried and tried to rock you to sleep, but you just squirm till i nurse and rock at the same time.

and this whole time all i had to do was just lay you down.

good thing your sis still likes to be rocked every once in a while or i'd be a sad momma.

you love all your little toys.

i think as of now, you're favorite is your saucer that you stand up in.

you'll stand big and tall in it, and you just look so proud.

it's adorable.

your hair is as white as can be!

in the south, they call little boys like you cotton tops.

and your eyes are still a stunning blue.

i hope they stay that way.

you're just our perfect little man.

we love you to pieces.

happy 5 months old little guy.

love,

your proud mommy

 there's those cute little teeth...