My Little One

Today, my little one is 6 months old. He has been a great unexpected joy and blessing. I cannot imagine my life without him.

The Sad Side of Winter

This is what happens when a super cute face meets an icy sidewalk and cement stairs.

A Sad Day

I hate when this day finally comes. I dread it. I loathe it. I postpone it as long as possible. It feels like it changes everything. It turns my sweet baby boy into a little boy, so much more grown up than they need to be.

It was finally here...... the much hated first haircut.

You have to understand, they no longer look like my baby. And in reality, they are still very much babies.

Before

After

I loved his long hair. It bounced and flew around as he would run.

And, yes, I know he has a black eye and no, I have no idea how he got it.