There’s been so many milestones, or as I like to call them, Mylostones, from birth to 6 months. The rate at which my son Mylo has developed from 5 months to 6 months though, has been most remarkable. I had to tell my son “no” quite sternly for the very first time recently.
I can’t hep but marvel at how much he’s developed from a helpless little baby to a small human with clear likes and dislikes and the magnificent ability to manipulate the things, and the people, around him. He army crawls around the floor with amazing dexterity and speed, h kicks things forcefully, he pushes things towards him and away from him. He negotiates the space around him with the precision of a watchmaker. Ok, not quite. But you get my drift.
