When I was 8 my parents began to give me an allowance. Mostly it was dependent on practicing the piano daily for at least 30 minutes (preferably 60). At the end of each week my father would distribute allowances and when the money touched my hands I would often think, "Wow! At this rate I will have enough money saved up in 6 months to maybe buy a really cool toy!" (probably Legos). Yet as the weeks turned into months, 6 months began to seem like a long time.
Now that Amber and I have our own child, 6 months feels like 6 hours. Before we knew it, Greg has grown into a personable little tot with a spunky personality and perceptive eyes (at least when he senses you are too busy to play). Below are several of his 6 months pictures. We love you, Greg!