The Robiltons

Dear Henry,
Six months! Things just keep getting better. You are more active than ever - you wiggle and squirm, and are rarely content to sit still. Your actions and movements seem very boyish to me, which settles the nature v. nurture debate in my mind. This month we started solid foods. While you haven't refused anything yet (out of the rice and barley that you've been offered) I think that you know that tastier delicacies lie ahead. We still can't determine the colour of your hair: in some light it;s light blond; in other light, it looks red; and in some cases it has looked brown. Your eyes are still big and bright and blue, and people are always complimenting you on them. I would never have guessed that you would have blue eyes. You are still growing steadily - we use the big scale at the doctor's office now, and according to it you were 18.5 pounds at your six-month checkup. I think it might be less precise than the baby scale though, because I think you've grown more and weigh more than that. You wear clothes for 12-month old boys. You have started to amuse yourself for longer stretches when you are in your crib, and you start chirping and singing to yourself. You need to have a toy to occupy your hands (and mouth!) when you are on the change table. You have let out a few big belly laughs, but while you are quick to smile at everything and everyone (even the anchor on the evening news) it takes more work for us to hear a big laugh from you. Recently we travelled together to Las Vegas and you were a dream during our journey. We are still busy with many activities and you seem to be getting more and more out of these sessions each week. We can't wait to celebrate the holidays with you!