Six Months

Six months seems but a blip. And never have six months gone by as fast as they just did.

But my God, how a life can change in six months.

This little bean, buttercream breath and all, goes from this:

To this:

When little ones are so little, dew still on them, people keep telling you it gets better. The first months are so very sweet, but also so very tough. They're hard to understand, they're hard to hold, they're hard to feed and even hard to snuggle. Everything is careful and hushed.

You're just getting to know each other and that dance can be a delicate -- and sometimes lonely -- one.

So people tell you it will get better -- that there will come a day when this little bean becomes a friend, a tiny pal, a person you want to talk to, sing with, do anything for a giggle. I didn't know what they meant until now.


Giggly Willa from conradcowgills on Vimeo.

She's Got the Whole World, In Her Mouth

She might be teething... or pondering world domination.

Have I mentioned how much I love that I live someplace where my friends can just drop by for quick chats and play dates?

Or, have I mentioned how extremely lucky I've been to find such an awesome tribe of women in our little town?

Or, have I mentioned how excited I am to be feeding my baby winter squash grown on our own farm? (See this post on the farm blog today for a little more on that.)

Or, have I mentioned how hard it is to get this kid to eat when there is anything distracting her, let alone two adorable girls playing in the living room?

This picture says all of that: