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Dylan, today you are 6 months old. Half a year! Oh, Ehm, Gee!

In the last few months you've grown a few inches and probably a pound or two. You still play with (taste) your feet constantly,  you're showing your personality in a recent stubbornness to feed without first playing a fun game of "Grab Mommy's Face," and you've started eating (what was at one time) "solids" — carrots, squash, sweet-potato and avocado (two of which your daddy is too chicken to eat) but possibly most exciting of all, you've learned how to roll over both from your back to your stomach and from your stomach to your back — although you're still having a little trouble with the latter.

You're still a strong sleeper… at home. We need to work on napping in an unfamiliar place, but all in all, we can't complain.

In this day and age of prescription eyelash enhancement and beer that tells you when it's cold (because apparently touching it is too much to ask), you manage just fine without things like Air Conditioning and toys that make lots of electronic noise. (Not to say anything negative about people who use their Air Conditioners or noisy toys, these are personal choices and ours is to go without…) I hope that one day, your generation is sitting around enjoying a round of beer and laughing about how my generation wasted our money on worthless research, and how simple it was for yours to cure Cancer, HIV, etc. It sounds crass of me to suggest, but it's true.

You're still not showing any teeth, although you've been chewing and slobbering a lot more lately, and everyone agrees that you're about due for a chomper or two. That huge belly laugh has still eluded us — let's just say you got daddy's tough sense of humor and it takes a LOT to make you laugh — but certain things (see: "Grab Mommy's Face") do make you chuckle and giggle. Yesterday, you even sort of screamed to get Mommy's attention from across the room, and you're starting to laugh at yourself. Suffice it to say, you're growing up fast.

A friend told me that we're required to celebrate this momentous day, so maybe we'll stick half a candle in your sweet potato's tonight for some pictures, and read you an extra story before bed. How does that sound?