The other night I made the comment to a friend that I was finding the stay-at-home gig intellectually stimulating. It hasn't been something I've thought about a lot and I haven't had any deep conversations about it with your dad or anyone else. But somehow, suprising even myself, I'm finding that your brain is challenging mine.
It's a beautiful thing to track the developments of a five month old. Sometimes it's hard to keep up; you're consistently going to sleep doing things you weren't doing when you woke up that same morning. For intsance, we went to the zoo a few days ago and it was a whole new experience. The first time we went, with Chad and Molly, you slept through 99% of it, waking for a quick peek at the pandas. This last time you saw everything. When the zebras moved across the yard, you followed them and you were delighted by the Meerkats tumbling over one another. I swear, you even chuckled watching the baby gorilla play in the leaves. Wherever I pointed, your gaze followed.
I don't think you're brain will ever be quite as active as it is in this first year or two and watching it whirr is quite an experience. Granted, we're not solving global warming or discussing the pitfalls of the protestant work ethic, but we've got plenty of time for that. You've mastered connecting the word "Peanut" with the furry thing that loves to lick your face. That's a good place to start.
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