Harper turned six months old on December 10th. Already a half of a year old. We are clutching to every moment of his infancy but it still flies by. He had his checkup last week and is doing very well. He is a little over 18 pounds and is in the 92 percentile for height. He is rapidly growing out of everything and I have pulled the 12 month box from the attic in preparation. Harper is loving the solid food. He eats lunch and dinner and all the same bottles in between. We got the okay to move up to level 2 food and start feeding him baby yogurt. I am guessing he will be all over that. He rolls over and we often find him that way in the morning. He also sits up but still needs support as he is apt to tip over backwards. Keegan loves to be in charge of keeping him upright. Oh and what a talker. And a laugher. He seems to be very happy at daycare and they run an excellent program. Best I have ever seen. Makes the gazillion dollars we pay slightly less painful.

If babies are truly made up of the love between two people than Harper is quite the statement. He is so joyful and patient and sweet and caught up in the world. Really the best baby ever. Except for not being so much into naps lately he really is easy to please. And he gives you the goo goo eyes like he is beyond in love with you. He gives the best hugs. And he is crazy about the big kids. Whenever his brother or sister enter the room he is mesmerized. Not to say he is not fussy sometimes or that he is not a lot of work because all babies are. But the love and happiness he brings to our lives is immeasurable. Jeff and I are always sharing Harper moments with each other.