There is something so beautiful and magical about you baby. You have an ever-present smile (minus the turn-on-a-dime-crankies!). The cutest thing in the world is seeing you sitting in the yard with daddy, just a little man hanging out with his dad! You recognize me form yards away and smile gleefully. As I get closer, however, you break out in the crankies until I pick you up. Manipulative? Absolutely. Do I fall for it? Every single time. How could I possibly resist squeezing and hugging you?!
Your seventh month has really been a defining month for both you, and for us. First of all, you experienced your first 4th of July! We took you to your first parade (and in your true, observant fashion, you watched the crazy floats and performances, all the while spinning your hands and feet, more about that later!).
Later that day as we walked around the house looking at the fireworks in the neighborhood, you looked at the explosion of color outside our living room window and exclaimed "Ooooh," with such pure baby awe. You melted my heart. This is one of the lovely little moments I have filed away for eternity.
As each month passes, we are blessed and excited to see how your take in your world, how you interact with others, and wonder at your propensities and interest. You are so very patient and methodical as you explore textures and objects around you. You love to run your hand over our smooth leather couch, or run your finger tips over the rough textured plaster walls. You also have an interesting habit you have had since a very young age: you twirl your hands and feet almost all the time. Sometimes it looks as if you are playing an air piano (concert pianist?) or other times it looks as if you are kneading dough (chef?).Where ever your interests or inclinations lead you, your mom and dad will always love, support and believe in you.
Saturday mornings are the absolute best - I love spending this precious time with you! Thank you, my love, for the sweet smiles and happiest little soul.
Love,
Your mommy
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