6 Months

6 Month Chalkboard

…and what 6-month-photo would be complete without a face full of drool?

Dearest Poet Victoria, Our Little Miss P:

You’ve made it halfway around the sun, our sweet child. In your time here, you’ve learned to use your voice when you want to be heard- even if it’s only to babble to your blanket or razz at Raffy the Giraffe- you’ve also learned to tug at our hearts without making a sound.

You can move your body across a room, sit up and even “stand”. You’ve outgrown clothes, socks and hats and transitioned from peering up at the world from a cradle to gazing out at the world from a high chair.

You’ve filled our lives with so much peace and light and laughter.

Rock n' Play:High Chair

You’ve become so perceptive and observant; it’s like each day you’re seeing the world for the first time, and, in a sense, I suppose, you are, because this world is vast and ever-changing.

In spite of the uncertainty that often travels at the heels of new discoveries, you can take comfort in knowing we are beside you, and our love for you will remain steadfast and fierce.

The next 6 months of your journey will bring you full circle for the very first time; you’ll see spring gently fold into summer, taste your first solid foods and crawl. You’ll also likely say your first word, blow your first kiss, wave goodbye and take your first step, though we know you won’t yet wander too far.

Each day with you, our Little Poet, is an excellent adventure, and we can’t wait to see where this magnificent journey takes the three of us next.

Love, Mommy and Daddy

6 Month Collage Landscape

Ahhh, the deliciousness of being 6-months-young:

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“There’s a flame of magic inside every stone and every flower, every bird that sings and every frog that croaks. There’s magic in the trees and the hills and the river and the rocks, in the sea and the stars and the wind, a deep, wild magic that’s as old as the world itself. It’s in you too, my darling girl, and in me, and in every living creature, be it ever so small. Even the dirt I’m sweeping up now is stardust. In fact, all of us are made from the stuff of stars.”

-from The Puzzle Ring, by Kate Forsyth

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