To commemorate the occasion, let me tell you some things about the little bugger.
He's cute. OK, most babies are. Duh.
Let me be more specific. He's cute because:
• He has a smile as wide as my home state of Texas
• He has dimples
• He has a veneer of hair that is either light blond or light red, depending on the light
• He smiles and coos madly when I hold him up in the air
• He smiles, coos madly and stares intently at my mouth when I chant to him, "Ba, ba, ba, Ma, ma, ma, Da, da, da, La, la, la, HA, HA, HA! (This is my thoroughly unscientific way of helping him form his first words and to distinguish between words that sound alike and that require you to use your mouth differently. On the latter point, try it, and you'll see that you use different muscles in your mouth and your tongue differently with about every word.)
• He even smiled and cooed when he was beset by an ear infection, a cough and conjunctivitis in both eyes.
• He is a great counterbalance to his hyper kinetic brother, at least so far.
• He wiggles and waggles with delight every time he sees his brother.
• He slept the entire night last night, as if he knew it would be the best present he could give his mommy and daddy.
As if on cue with his birthday, the Japanese cherry tree started to bloom today. It's a beautiful sight, a riot of little cupped pink flowers spouting in all directions from our tree's haphazard branches. The bloom is confined to the upper branches so far, and I guess because the tree is on the north side of the house and the sun is still relatively low, the upper areas get the most sunlight. I wish I had been noting the first bloom of this tree since we got it five years ago. It would be an interesting, although wholly unscientific way, of knowing whether springtime blooms are occurring sooner as is the trend with climate change.
But that's a story for another day. The story for today is all about Isaiah. Six months, folks. Wow. Can't wait for the next six!
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