Have you ever wondered how this
Can turn into this?
Or how this
Can turn into this?
I swear, sometimes I think someone waved a magic wand over my life, and then turned the clock ahead over the past 5 + years. Where is that babe I grew inside me? Where is that little one with the hiccups that made my whole belly jump?
Isn't it amazing how a few unearthed old papers and a lot of free time with your
VERY INDEPENDENT, GROWN UP little ones can make you feel so retrospective?
I WOULD NOT HAVE CHANGED A THING
Can turn into this?
Or how this
Can turn into this?
I swear, sometimes I think someone waved a magic wand over my life, and then turned the clock ahead over the past 5 + years. Where is that babe I grew inside me? Where is that little one with the hiccups that made my whole belly jump?
Isn't it amazing how a few unearthed old papers and a lot of free time with your
VERY INDEPENDENT, GROWN UP little ones can make you feel so retrospective?
I WOULD NOT HAVE CHANGED A THING
8 comments:
I love the comparisons! it is amazing how fast the time goes.
I could just eat him up. Those steak feet look so yum.
Auntie Jella loves him so.
i feel it all the time. your son is soooo cute! what a smile!
nicola
http://whichname.blogspot.com
That is really sweet!
HE IS A WONDERFUL BOY AND HAS BEEN SINCE HE WAS BORN. THE TIME FLIES, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU ARE ENJOYING EVERY MINUTE THAT YOU AND HE SPEND TOGETHER. BELIEVE ME, IT JUST GETS BETTER AND BETTER.... AS THE TIME GOES BY.
LOVE, MOMMA
I love your new banner. Your boy and your Adirondacks look amazing and calming.
There is such beauty in this world when you stop to look around.
Do you have any good soup recipes?
Let's do a soup,swapish,something blog. You, Julia and I can organize it. Any Ideas? E-mail me. Yours truely, Camille
How sweet! I have no idea how time moves so quickly. It feels like months go by in days. You have such a sweet boy, and how lucky he is to have a loving mama like you
Oh my goodness the footprint and the foot are just precious. Time just flies doesn't it, when you are measuring life by moments of motherhood?
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