Somebody tell me it's not really the 17th of the month again already. I feel like if someone pinched me I would wake up again in December with just a tiny baby. Mr. Early Bird was awake at 5am so I went ahead and snapped these pictures of him after drinking my morning coffee on the back porch.
But here he is a whopping 19.2 pounds and on the verge of crawling. He's my chunky monkey and has the sweetest smile- especially when he sticks his tongue out because he's so excited. He reminds me of Brilee in that way.
Come to think of it, I feel I could wake up on Dec. 29th 2006 with my very first tiny baby. My how the past 8 1/2 years have flown by. I went from 27 to now staring 36 in the face. I feel old but more so, I feel blessed.
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