bowl full of jelly {Kansas City Baby Photographer}

Taking a quick break from the regularly scheduled decorating post to bring you a bit of Christmas cheer. This little guy turned six months old yesterday!

He's got quite a few new tricks in his big bag these days...baby push-ups, rolling, scooching, sitting, giving kisses, blowing raspberries, and charming elderly ladies at the market...to name a few.

I was time for another little photo shoot and I certainly couldn't resist a few pictures in his little Santa "suit". And my white furry rug seemed the perfect compliment....until he got this look on his face. I almost threw my camera as I leaped across the room. This is the worried look I usually get right before he delivers a little "present".

"No worries Mom...false alarm!"

Six months is one of my favorite baby ages (ok...ok...I love the whole darn experience). I can just look at this little guy from across the room and he bursts into the most contagious smile! He is so inquisitive and determined already...constantly trying to figure out the world and how he can manipulate it. I love this little expression. Isn't he just squeezable?

He really is a friend to everyone. Although his toes hold a special place in his heart (and mouth).

Something about babies just makes Christmas seem that much more magical! Can you just imagine the overwhelming magnitude of Mary's first Christmas? The knowledge that her tiny child would atone the sins of the world? That his big, bright eyes would show the world a love like no other? Was she amazed that the majesty and holiness of the King was softened by the chunky thighs of a sweet baby...whose piercing cries and slobbery gurgles would echo the sentiment of mankind for all time? Wow. I can only imagine.

I'm joyful for the miracle of the season...and our own little miracle as well!