I love when he puts his arms around me when I hold him. He loves twirling his hands in my hair.
Somebody turned nine months today. Not really sure how it happened, but it did. Funny enough, he is also exactly 39 weeks and 2 days old, which is exactly how long he grew inside of me. Slowly but surely, my baby man is fading and a little man is taking his place. A dirty, noisy little man. And I love it.
do you see his trusty "stick"?