
Little Robert
Originally uploaded by bedlam2317
It's hard to believe that 6 months have already come and gone. It's weird, too, because I still see him as a fragile little baby and then I look at the MILLIONS of pictures his mother and grandfather have taken of him and see how much he's changed. There are so many subtle changes that appear every day. Whether it's his body getting longer, or his cheeks getting fatter, or the fact that he has cankles. Seriously, monstrous cankles, it's insane.
But more than the physical changes that seem to go unnoticed from day to day, it's the capabilities his acquired and the behaviors he's learned that really open my eyes to what an amazing and rapidly growing son I have. He knows his name, or rather names. He knows to look at someone when they say either, Jack, Jackson, or son. He's learned how to sit up on his own, how to roll around, how to roll his tongue. He recognizes family in pictures. He responds to familiar voices on the phone. He's amazing.
Most importantly, though, he's learned to say "da-da." Jack will sit there, either on the floor surrounded by toys, or in someone's lap, and just say "da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da" over and over and over again. It's truly glorious. I don't know what it is about name recognition, but it just makes me feel good to hear my child call out my name (and yes I know he's not really associating that sound with me, but I don't care. It's still awesome).
I must admit that I'm a bit anxious for the next coming months. I know most parents would want to slow things down and soak up every moment with their child, but I can't help finding myself wishing he were a little bigger and we were at the next big milestone. I just can't wait for the next new experience to see his reactions. I always try to imagine what the world looks like through his eyes. I love this boy.


