Six months has come and blown by since Peter's birth. At his check up he weighed in at a whoppin' 20lbs and was sporting one tooth fully through on bottom and the one next to it just breaking skin. Until I felt them I didn't even know he was teething.
He is such an extremely happy baby boy. He laughs at everything and loves unconditionally. I can't tell you the joy he brings and comfort he gives when his daddy is away. I admit sometimes it's hard when he needs something and I want something different but I love to snuggle him anyway. He is currently learning and practicing the art of rolling over. Back to belly is his current mode, but I'm sure the rest will follow soon so long as I give him floor time. I've realized that he isn't down much on the floor. Probably this is a good thing since his siblings are messy with objects and food, but mostly it's easier on my back to sit him in his highchair or in his walker. I love you Peter.
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