Today Sam you are six months old and I can hardly believe it. It seems like just yesterday that my water broke, rolled under the curtain and pooled beside the bed of the woman next to me. Sorry about that.
You started out as our “Mellow Sam” Snoozing the majority of the day before deciding at eight weeks that that nickname was lame so why not promptly switch to never napping at all. After all who isn’t rested after a good 12-minute nap.
Since having the name “Mellow Sam” revoked, you have since been “Sammy”, “Sam the man”, “Sam I am” “little man” and “Sir”. Luckily for you Sophia seems to have forgotten that she originally wanted to call you “Sissy”. I may have to remind her if you don’t let me sleep through the night soon.
It has been neat to see your delightful little personality develop. You are sweet and charming and gentle…and shreaky. I love you to pieces and can’t wait to see the little man you become.
HAPPY HALF BIRTHDAY SAM!!! :)
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