Time Is Flying..

That’s my guy right there.  He’s a slobbering mess of a good time.  He’s a lot of work and a lot of fun. A gurgling chunk of love.  We’ve got big plans, him and I.  We’ve got messes to make and dishes to break.

He’s a happy guy.  His smile lights up the house and his laugh keeps our spirits high.  It’s hard not to smile when you hear a baby laughing.  Even if he is expensive and Daddy has to steal bread from the pigeons at the park to eat lunch...

I used to look forward to my son growing up, I couldn’t wait until he was old enough to enjoy things with dad.  But at four months in, I kind of want to slow the ride down.  This kid is growing overnight.  With each day comes a new surprise and I’m enjoying it more than I could have imagined.  But maybe that’s why it’s happening so fast.

I take pictures like crazy, hoping to capture the moment.  Childhood is a beautiful thing.  Looking back at my own, I’m only beginning to realize the sacrifices made in efforts to make it happen.  And now I get to do it all over again.