reflection

six months

Dear Filomena,

You turned six months in Hawaii, land of the clearing-up-eczema and ever-present mangoes. This is you at six months:

• You flip over in your crib onto your stomach, but you can't get back on your back. Sometimes you cry for help, sometimes you just go back to sleep.
• You like every food we have given you so far, including banana, sweet potato, mango, avocado, white beans, black beans, and kale.
• You growl like a pirate (see "mama" video for evidence), but the pirate talk is already starting to give way to shrieking when we are too slow to give you what you want.
• Your ears, your ears!
• You give us all kisses, all the time, grabbing whatever you can hold and pulling our faces close to your wide-open mouth.
• You chew on everything but you still have no teeth.
• Your sister makes you laugh when she gives you finger guns and a goofy smile, or when she climbs up the doorways.
• Your brother makes you laugh when he pounds your stomach like a drum.

We love you bunches!

Love,
Mama

we just swam under a rainbow

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joy-full

I just can't get enough of the way Oscar moves his body right now.



Waverjumper from Amber Broughton on Vimeo.

mama[mamamamama]

In Hawaii one morning Fife said her first word:

Mama[mamamamama] from Amber Broughton on Vimeo.


The other kids were beyond thrilled, telling all the strangers we passed on the street. They wanted to have a party, a first word party, and Lucy made a sand cake: