My Takeshi,
Yes, you are now 6 and half months old (and Mama is very behind in her writing — she missed your 5 month entry!). 
You are growing in leaps and bounds! You are now able to roll to both sides — you’ve been doing that since the day after you turned 5 months. You can turn in circles and just started scooting backwards; you haven’t quite figured out how to go forward — something that frustrates you to no end. You haven’t said any words, although I am constantly reminding you that I am your Maaaaamaaaaa.
You absolutely love the cats (mostly Esco and Tygris because they actually let you touch/grab them). We are trying to teach you to touch them geeeently,Takeshi, geeeently. But you just laugh and reach out and grab a fistful of hair and yank to your heart’s content. We try to wipe your hands once you’re done because you always come away with a small kitten’s worth of hair clutched in your hands, all of which you want to taste immediately. One day you will cough up a hairball, I’m sure.
You’re still going strong in regards to eating solids. You could win an Oscar for your performance of If You Make Me Eat These Green Beans, I Will Absolutely Choke To Death On My Own Vomit As I Try To Throw Up This Vile, Putrid Crap You Call Food. You love sweet potatoes but God forbid we even think of trying to make you eat those green beans. You love all the fruits that we’ve presented to you (a la Gerber) and most of the veggies as well. We foolishly took that as a sign that you’re ready for better (a.k.a. homemade) food… and of course, you proved us wrong. We spent the better part of a day cooking and pureeing food, only to get the same reaction you might expect from someone that was forced to eat roadkill. I’m hoping this changes soon; I’d hate to send you off to college with crates full of Gerber Stage 2 foods.
You’ve also taught us that either children’s clothes are incredibly small or clothing manufacturers just want people to think that their children are extra special and growing like they’re on baby steroids. We are now having to buy you clothes for a 12 month old. Bachan bought you a lot of winter clothing fit for a “9 month old”, not thinking anything of it since you would be about 7 or 8 months old during the winter. But you’re growing so fast that you can’t wear the cute little reindeer sleeper that she bought you (and I thought it would be too big for you!) — you’re already in clothing that is the next size up. When I look at your newborn pictures I’m amazed that you were ever that tiny. I remember when there weren’t socks small enough to cover your teeny, tiny feet — everything just fell right off. Now you are outgrowing socks (and entire outfits) every day. Every. Single. Day. I hope that you continue on this growth trend and surpass your parents so you’re not still shopping in the Juniors department when you’re 30.
You also love to stand. You can’t crawl but you love, love, love standing. You bounce up and down, holding onto the side of your Pack N Play, practicing your baby squats and if we try to sit you down, you straighten your legs and arch your back. (This move will come in handy if you should ever decide to take up wrestling.)
You are also quite the little ladies’ man. When we go out, you stare and stare and stare at everyone we pass. But most of all, you love the ladies. You love the attention and you love the smiles. The only woman you don’t like is the nurse that gives you your shots; you know her face and when you see her, you give her that look which has been described as one that your Mama gives all the time — one that says, “Don’t mess with me” and “What’s your problem?” all rolled into one.
It’s amazing that 6 (and a half) months have already passed since the day you came into our lives.
We love you so much, booger butt.
Mama
was having issues w/ her newborn. None the less, i’m a big pu$$ too. 
