And . . . it caught me off guard.
So this is what I walked into this week. Our baby boy - our little preemie 6 pounder - standing in his crib. What happened? Where is our baby? I expected it to go fast. But not this fast. Baby time is gone. We're being shoved into toddler time.
Giggling. I love to see William giggle. This time he's laughing at himself. I imagine he's saying, "Now this getting up on my own thing is cool."
Just hanging out. Me and my stuffed toys. It's all good.
1 comment:
Too cute! And that frog mural is adorable.
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