To Calvin, who is four months old today
Oh, Calvin, you just never cease to amaze us. You are growing and changing at lightning speed, and it is hard to keep up with you! The days roll into weeks, weeks into months, and here you are, already a quarter of a year old! We have spent the past month introducing you to Michigan football on the weekends, and you can tailgate with the best of them! You also enjoy fall walks, and meeting the neighbors.
There are many people there who love you very much, as do so many others aside from your parents. You are a very beautiful and very loveable baby.
In our quieter moments at home you continue to baffle us with your strength; last week you (re)started rolling over, something you did a lot your first month but this was the first time since, then two weeks ago you sat up from a reclining position all by yourself, and since then you refuse to lay back to play. Even when you are riding in your swing you insist on leaning forward to sit up, which ultimately balances out the weight of the swing so that it is no longer swinging. You think its funny when we then rush over to restart the motion and make you sit back. This is just one example of how much more involved you have become with the world around you, as you begin to understand cause and effect, and sequences of events. As you work to gain control over your arms and hands you are beginning to purposefully bash your hands down on buttons, or pull on hanging toys, in order to make them play sounds or flash lights, then you squeal in response. And you can tell that nap time has come around again as soon as your mother shuts the nursery door and turns off the light, and that is when you begin to cry. You have begun to develop individual tastes: you love African rhythm music, massages, and being sung to, and will now sit through three books at a time, as opposed to just one a month ago. And now that you are learning to control you hands you have begun to put everything in your mouth, even things that don't fit, which makes your parents laugh. We could not ask for more. You continue to spoil us with restful nights and days full of smiles, gurgles, and coos, and this month you added the beauty of your own individual laugh. It's a funny and joyous sound, more like a grunt than a chuckle, and it makes us laugh aloud with happiness.
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