Sydneygrams + Somebody's FIVE months old

My sweet little Sydney,

Please,  please, please slow down on your growing up!  I may be excited for the days when you and Olivia can play together {or maybe even the days when I know you can defend yourself against her}, but I'm not ready for you to outgrow my lap and the comfy little nook in my arms.  So slow it down.

I can't believe that you are already big enough to sit and play in your excersaucer!  You love it.  And, I'm so glad to have an extra spot to put you while I am working away in the kitchen.  You really like your new bouncy seat too.  Seems like only yesterday you seemed so tiny even being in your car seat.

I'm making tummy time more of a priority for you these days.  I woke up in a sweat the other night thinking you might never learn to crawl if I didn't give you more practice.  We can't have that now, can we?

Oh, dear.  It seems you are going to turn into quite the tolerant baby.  Your sister can be awfully touchy with you - she loves to take your socks off and roll you over onto your belly.  Nothing is scarier than hearing her say, "Mommy, look what I did to Sydney!"  The other day while we were doing tummy time, she drove her Little People SUV right over you.  And, you didn't bat an eyelash.

Here it comes.

BOOM.

You are getting to the age though where it's time for me to start putting you in hats, so get ready.  We started with this one on Saturday and I think you rocked it like a super star.  Trust me, there's plenty more where that came from.

You are still pretty darn easy-going.  And, for that, I thank you.  However, there are times that your screams can rival that of your sister's when she was a baby.  I apologize if it seemed I was insensitive when I took this picture, but I just couldn't resist.  I didn't want the world thinking you were too perfect.

And let me apologize again, sweet baby.  It seems you've inherited my thighs.  

I still just want to nibble on those all day.

Last night, you were boobze'n it up at the open bar ALL. NIGHT. LONG.  Here's a warning - that late night bar is going to be closing up shop real soon.  But, thanks for paying your tab with extra cuteness.

I love you forever and a day, my dear.  Thank you for letting me be your Mama.  Happy 5 months.