Cole Wyeth.

I don't know how it happened, but somehow my baby is going to be 6 months old next week.

It's been without question the fastest 6 months of my entire life.  A blink.

We are getting to a real nice little groove now, a comfortable family of four.  Things are coming more naturally.

A trip to the grocery store with two little ones now feels like just another errand instead of a marathon requiring days of mental preparation.  Dinner and bath and books and bedtime is now my favorite time of day instead of the most stressful. 

I couldn't imagine what life would be like with Cole, and now I can't imagine what life would be like without him.  Actually, more accurately, I can't even remember what life was like before him.  At the time I must have felt busy but surely it was boring by comparison.

Finn gets a lot of facetime on the blog because of autism and the battles he fights, but I had to stop and give Cole a little credit.  Because even in his tiny little 6 months body, he is just the biggest and best most ardent supporter and lover of all things, especially his family. 

He is smiles easily and laughs contagiously... 
Finn has already learned how to steer guests and family members, even friendly strangers, away from him and over to Cole.  "Here look at my baby brother he's the face of our campaign"  he seems to say as he grabs their hand and puts it on baby Cole matter-of-factly before he gets back to whatever business he'd rather be involved in. 

Cole is always happy to oblige.  He squeals, he drools, his eyes dance and he makes you feel like a million bucks.  He is a baby's baby.  His armpits are so ticklish that you can't change his undershirt without a full on giggle fest.  He makes the mundane magical.

He is absolutely infatuated with Finn. 
My favorite new thing is going in to get Finn out of bed together in the morning, and Cole's whole body just lights up. 
His smile shoots through his toes. 
I tuck him into bed with Finn and he stares at him with the biggest eyes, waiting and hoping for some kind of validation from his big brother...
and Finn will tuck his head into the pillow bashfully, but ever so quietly reach for Cole's hand. 
And they'll lay there together holding hands until I whisk them up into the morning.

Cole, you bring joy into each of our lives in a "my cup runneth over" kind of way. 
You are all things bright and beautiful.
You are my rose colored glasses.

I am so grateful that I get to be your mommy.