These days are filled with mini moments, tiny snapshots of NLW that I want to tuck away and hold onto forever. His keepsakes come in a vareity of forms. There's the entire glee-filled category: giggles, cheesin' grins, belly laughs, almost smirks, joyous squeals, and I-recognize-you smiles. Curious hands, objects directly in mouth, you-caught-me looks of surprise, tired eye-rubs, quick-as-a-rabbit crawls, splashing in my I'm-too-big-for-this bathtub, and I'm-so-tall standing up occurrences all take the cake.
He's certainly growing "quickly" and time is passing by, but both Mr. Fleece and I feel like we are cherishing the baby stage - this age, these moments. Most noticebaly, we're on the floor a lot! Reading books, knocking over dinosaurs, chasing him down as he goes after every cord, piece of paper, and fabric. He's a fun curious little boy - cheerful, energetic, and easy-going in equal measure. My love for him is deep and wide, full yet growing.
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose,
- SJW
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