Where does the time go?

Today is Grady's 6 month old birthday! I remember the 6 months before his birth seemed to drag on and on, but the past 6 months have flown by. We went to the pediatrician and he weighs 17lbs 8 oz and is 26 and a half inches long. Both of those are right above the 50th percentile in height and weight. For those of you not versed in pediatric lingo, that means that he is completely average, taller and heavier than 51% of babies his age and shorter and lighter than the other 49%. The doctor said he is not to be trusted alone, because of the way he sits by himself so well and can stand while holding on to his crib rails or the sofa for a few minutes at a time. He said those are 7-9 month old tricks and very few 6 month olds have mastered them, so crawling may not be far off, and his bet is that Grady will walk early too. YIKES. We got the green light on finger foods. And the bad part....shots. UGH. I can't stand to see his little face when they poke him. But a hug and a dose of baby tylenol later all is forgiven and aside from being a little sleepy he is no worse for the wear. He is getting so funny lately. He chatters and babbles constantly, and will smile at just about anyone. He does the funniest thing where it looks like he is trying to eat your face, but I think he is giving kisses, because he LOVES when we give him kisses. We are both just truly enamored with him. If only he would sleep through the night we could call the press and say we needed an interview because we had managed to produce the perfect child.