Dear Felix,

Dear Felix,

You are napping soundly now in your baby swing and the thunder is roaring during an April storm. You are only 4.5 months old, but I can hardly remember our life before you. I've been negligent about taking your photo every month on your monthiversary or tracking every moment so I try to write these little notes to you so you can have snapshots of what your life was like as a baby.

Every day we are starting to see more of your personality. When you wake up hungry in the middle of the night you are upset, but once you see one of us peeking in on you there is a big smile and some cooing and fake coughing to greet us. After I feed you and put you back into bed you kick your feet happily, but you almost always go back to sleep easily.

As soon as your Dad comes home from work you give him the biggest smile. He quickly changes out of his work clothes and cleans up so that the two of you can play. I hear both of you squealing and giggling away in the bathroom as he gives you his bath. Your dad still comes home at lunch almost every day so he can play with you and change your diaper...he loves to change your diapers.

You think I'm pretty funny too for some reason. Sometimes when I'm holding you and you're just about asleep your eyes pop open and you laugh at me. Yesterday as I was changing your diaper you peed on me. I screamed. You chuckled.

You love singing and music. When you are upset in the car all it takes is about two seconds of "Twinkle Twinkle" to get you happy again. I sing to you every night before bed. You don't care that I'm vocally challenged or forget/make-up most of the words. You stare at me intently with your big unblinking eyes until you cuddle in and yawn and I know it's time to put you in your crib.

You are strong and so interested in learning. You can sit up for a few minutes at a time now, you've been rolling in both directions for almost a month. You stare and touch your toys with such great interest, trying to figure out the world. You've had some success in grabbing Keith and Tesla's tails with your wet slobbery hands, getting covered in cat hair...I later pick it out of your mouth.

I took you shopping with me the other day and you were so happy the entire time that you had the store clerks laughing at you cooing away to yourself for about 20 minutes...cooing and gurgling so loudly.

Your Dad and I, always competitive, are trying to push "mamamamama" or "dadadada" on you for your first babble...we'll see who wins.

You are such a happy little giggly, wiggly, rolly, angelic trickster and you have brought so much to our lives in 4.5 short months. Let the fun continue little guy!

Love,

Mom