On Valentine's Day, our amazingly beautiful little man Charles Alan turned 6 months old. "It can't be true," and, "It can't be possible," are the things I keep saying to myself. 6 MONTHS. It has FLOWN by, like I blinked and missed my newborn coming home from the hospital and now all of a sudden his is eating his feet and rolling over.
Ohhhh, here come the tears. If any of you know me, you know that I love nothing more then babies, well maybe wedding dresses but they run neck and neck. I would have a million babies. But after I had Sam I realized that they grow up. This is something that I am still struggling with. I HATE that Sam is growing up for so many reasons. But on the other hand it is truly miraculous to watch. Sam and Charlie learn new things EVERYDAY. When is the last time you really LEARNED something new? I love my little men. I love to snuggle. I love the kisses. I love the giggles and even the cries...Charlie's newborn cry is pretty much gone. But aside from that we get new things to love. His smile is infectious and his dimples are ridiculous.
For now his baby smell is sticking around! You know what smell I'm talking about.
