six months.

Half a year.

Almost 16 pounds {your sister and brother were both 19 pounds at one year.} and 27 1/2inches tall {the same height as your petite sis at one year...you're gonna catch her by two, I'm pretty sure!}

Good natured and smiley {at everyone}
Determined roller and army crawler ; thisclose to full on crawling, and a champ at sitting, you are the one-toothed wonder.

Beloved by brother and sister {and mama and daddy}

blue-eyed and drooly

and voracious eater of squash, sweet potatoes, plums, avocados, pumpkin, pears, bananas, carrots...

and milk. Lots and lots and lots of milk. You are my only baby to use up just about all of my milk supply...I've given away only 100 oz. this time. You're just one hungry kid.

With big feet.

and a big grin.

No one can figure out at first who you look like...Daddy and I, we say you look

like Blaise.

Adam Blaise, to be precise.

Or Adam Blaise McGillkinchowder, as you big sister calls you.

Blazers. Blaise-a-roo.

{Yes, we have a thing for nicknames in this family.}

You're a pretty good sleeper...better than your brother was, but not as good as your sister was.

We took your plug away a few weeks ago because you were waking up 84,000 times a night looking for it...that helped. It took you a full 2 weeks, but now you just wake up once a night. To eat. A lot. Like I said, you're one hungry kid.

 

 Your feet are as big as your brother's were at 10 months

and you're an inch shorter than your sister was at a year.

 Good natured and determined, you're our littlest dude...and you may be the baby, and this may be 2 weeks late, but you will have a 6-month post. And a completed baby album with just as many pictures in it as your brother and sister (who am I kidding? probably more.) I, your third-child-mama, promise.

Love you, my sweet Blaise-a-roo.