Six Months

Nicholas, it's hard to believe, but you are six months old today!

Your Dad and I knew that this time was going to fly by--both the highs and the lows.  And, it has.  Gone, for the most part, are the times when you curl up on my chest, nuzzle deep under my chin, and go to sleep.  You did that for the first time minutes after you were born.  You burrowed up into my neck so deeply that the doc's kept trying to pull you down so that you would have an airway, but you just kept burrowing in deeper.
Now, you're happy to go to sleep in your bed...or on our bed...in your carseat...or just chilling out on our lap.  I need to thank you for being the best sleeper under the age of 8 in our house.

One thing you definitely have going for you is the benefit of two older brothers who have broken in/down your parents.  When we learned that you were coming, there really wasn't time (after the initial shock) to worry about all the things we worried about with Christian, and to some degree, Connor.  Heck, we didn't actually put your crib together until about a week and a half ago!

You are a good baby.  So good.  When people ask me about you, I typically say that you are living proof that God has mercy.  And he does.  God knew that our family needed you.  He also knew that if you came to us as colicky and challenging as your brothers, I might have to be committed.

Quick to smile (though your Oma disagrees), you have the most tolerant, pleasant, easy-going personality.  Truth be told, that must be a prerequisite for a third child.  You've already spent, and will be spending, a great deal of time following your brothers to sports events, school events, and such.  Go Chargers!

Speaking of your brothers....When you were just days old, I told them that you would look at them like they were superheroes.  "No way!" they cried, laughing.  But, that's exactly how you look at them.  You watch them with such wide-eyed intensity, studying their every move.  You are often literally leaning forward, on the edge of your seat (safely secured by Mommy), watching them.

They love you too.  When you and I go to pick the boys up after school, Connor is most excited to see you. Congratulations, you've managed to trump Mommy! They love to hold you, to talk to you, perhaps to get a little too much in your face, to take a bath with you, and entertain you.

You're a solid little guy.  Some of the students at the Seminary have nick-named (ha!) you "Nick the Brick."  We gave you solid foods starting at 4 months because I couldn't keep up with you.  You love to eat.  There hasn't been a single food--yet--that you haven't devoured.  We've gone through oatmeal, apples, bananas, pears, mangoes, peaches, plums, carrots, peas, green beans, spinach, lentils, avocados, sweet potatoes, squash, and on and on.  You love dinner time.


Two bottom teeth have come in, and you've been working on the next tooth for weeks now.  I hope it pops through soon.  When you aren't chewing on your fingers, you are chewing on your toes.

You haven't figured out crawling just yet, but the speed with which you can roll across a room is amazing.  You are starting to see where you want to be and going for it.

You are such a blessing, Nicholas.  You made our little family complete.  It's a privilege to watch you grow and delight in everything you encounter.