My precious little boy is growing at a rate that should be reserved for the national debt. The tiny, helpless nugget of love I brought home from the hospital almost five months ago is no more. Every day he surprises me by showing off his mad baby skills or making funny faces that remind me of his dad. His personality is beginning to show itself more each day, and just when I think my heart can’t get any bigger or love this tiny thing anymore… he learns to hug. +Heart = Melty goo.
