You've added some new tricks to your arsenal of cuteness. You now speed crawl and zoom with the speed of light to every single thing you should not be touching. Lights, fans, cords and dog toys all get your extra attention. You love exploring and I wish we had more free space for you. We'll have to work on that. You've been pulling yourself up for some time and you seem to be working on your "look, ma, no hands" standing routine.
Even though you've been sick and grumpier than normal, you continue to be a happy, laughy little boy. Your father and I see you leaving infancy and entering toddlerhood right before our eyes. It is exciting and a little intimidating. I can see from your crawling that I've had it easy up until now. Once you start walking I will never be able to sit down!
If and when you read this as an older boy/teenager/adult, I want you to know that you once tried to get me to show you my penis. Just the other night you were in the bath playing with yours (oh you boys!) when you pointed at me. I knew what you wanted because we play a similar game with belly buttons. You point at yours and then point at me and I show you my belly button. You love this game. Unfortunately I couldn't play this new game of yours. But you seem disappointed only for a few seconds until you moved on to putting your rubber duck into your bath cup. Good times.
I love you more than tongue can tell.