Baby!

Big Baby Boy--otherwise known as Elliot--is six months old.

He's a cute little guy. He's chubby (I call him Chubba Bubba), drools constantly, and smiles all the time. It's nice having a baby who is generally content and very happy. Everyone says he looks like me (no, no, he's not sporting a beard . . . yet) and I agree but he also looks like his older brother did when bro was a baby. He's healthy though he may have eyesight problems in the future since he's inherited a rare disorder from pops (me) that makes the world blurry. His variation of my disorder (a form of cornea dystrophy) may be new to science (great). Glasses (or contacts) are in his future but driving may not be.

I write this to remember what he's like as a baby. It ain't bragging; all babies are equally special. This is only a note to my future self because it's surprisingly easy to forget things about your children as they grow older.