Six months! It cannot possibly have been six months since you were born already.
You are the most happy, joyful little fellow I've ever met.
And your cute even when you stick your tongue out at me.
I'm sorry, I try, but to resist nibbling on those sweet little ears that stick out slightly is almost impossible.
Now speaking of your doctor, despite what his scale says, I think he's nuts for suggesting that you don't have enough chub on you. I kiss your chubby little arms/legs/neck/cheeks/hands/feet every single day. Lots of chub.
Now stop distracting me from folding the laundry by being cute and making me take your picture!
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