Poppy is growing up way too quickly. Anita cried a couple nights ago
watching her sleep, and I can certainly understand… She hasn’t
technically doubled in size, but she seems like she is at least twice
as big as she was at birth and many hundred fold more
capable/developed/skilled/aware.
She’s babbling a lot, starting this weekend and she has a second tooth just under the surface ready to come out.
Poppy is a feirce 6 months now. She is sitting and crawling and talking a lot (though still mostly in vowels only).
What’s funny is to see her grab ahold of something (anything) and shake it.
“What does this do? How about if I beat it against the floor for 5 minutes? hmmm… What about after another 5 minutes?”
She is so much fun to watch and interact with… all she’s doing is sitting or crawling and violently shaking/beating/eating whatever is in her little hands… but that’s more than enough to keep us watching.
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Poppy slept with her papa
and walked with her mama
And played with her bear and in her crib
And then Poppy and Anita and several other friends went to Tyler Park for the afternoon
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Most changes are gradual – including this one… Poppy is sitting up pretty well now. Over the last two weeks she’s been getting closet to sitting unaided and most of this week, as long as there’s a pillow to protect her from occasionally flailing backwards – she’s a solid sitter. Amazing how proud I can be over such simple accomplishments.
Our daughter is 5 months old today. The milestones of time help me take account of the monumental changes which have happened. We have a fully fledged baby – nobody would call her an infant… she will never be an infant again.
This is both wonderful and tragic – but luckily more on the wonderful side.
She’s starting to teeth occasionally, but it seems to bother her for a couple of days here and there.