six months old.

well it's here.

six months.

and all i'm doing is crying over it.

i have had my baby for half a year.

and it has gone by way too fast.

elliot now can sit up mostly unassisted.

he lunges forward and tries to crawl, which is really him flailing his legs and arms with his belly stuck on the ground.

he is a master at eating solids.

he loves to drink out of a grown up cup and if i'm drinking water, he reaches out towards it and opens his mouth.

he makes the cutest squeals and laughs constantly.

he loves:

hanging by himself in his crib before nap time.

bouncing around.

bath time.

real food.

pulling owen's hair.

watching owen.

seeing how loud he can yell.

making us laugh.

going on walks.

going to church.

other babies.

mommy singing to him.

people with white hair.

he isn't a fan of:

us ignoring him.

owen barking.

us play fighting.

not feeding him fast enough.

not being able to crawl.

not being able to grab something he wants.

accidentally rolling from back to tummy in his crib.

every day elliot is different.

babies are so delicious.

he has made our family one unit.

it's like he has always been with us.

elliot has made us better people.

we are better to those around us and better to each other.

God's greatest gift to me, hands down, is Elliot Gray.

i was especially emotionally when i made this video of him.