In case you're following along, this is a GOOD THING.
I think James is doing well. I told him it was his first, and only, Real Half Birthday, and he smiled! But I think he was just pooping. Actually, in hindsight it was more of a red-faced grimace. So he wasn't really excited about his .5 birthday. I mean, it's not like it's a "milestone" birthday: he doesn't get his drivers license, he doesn't get baptized, he doesn't get senior citizen discount at IHOP. No, he just gets shots, tomorrow at the doctor's.
Surprised face!
So, we didn't have a party. But on the bright side, everyone else threw him one yesterday! It was like a huge neighborhood costume party. He dressed up as a tiger and answered the door with us to give away candy. ( Thank you Aunt Sharon for the excellent pictures :)
After the kids stopped showing up, Aaron entertained James with a little dubstep dancing:
And James ate some candy.....wrappers.
Then tonight we decided to take some 6 month family photos! They're not bad.
After Aaron went to work, and after we got back from grocery shopping, I attempted to feed James his "birthday dinner" of rice cereal. But James was more interested in having a GIGGLE PARTY. View for yourswelf:
(NOTE: I wasn't actually yelling at him; I was just quoting Napoleon Dynamite where he tells Tina to eat her food. That's all. James hasn't seen that yet though...so maybe he didn't get the reference.)
BEST. LAUGH. EVER.
Now he is sleeping peacefully, at last. Thanks for the last half-year, James. If the average life expectancy for a US citizen is 78 years, then I hope the next 155 half-years of your life are JUST AS AWESOME.