If I could, I would press a pause button on Izey right now. At least for a little while. I love his age--6 3/4 months. He is adorable, sweet, silly, and he can't yet get into much trouble. In my head, it's kind of the quintessential baby age. Perhaps, though, part of what makes this age so fun is all the potential that he's showing for what is about to happen--scooting and rolling will turn into crawling, babbling will become talking, bouncing on chubby legs will one day be walking... Regardless, no remote is available, so I'll just soak it up as best I can while it lasts.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
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Seriously. I've had similar thoughts *so* many times - wishing that my brain could maintain total clarity of little things they do and say. Hold on tight - it goes shockingly fast...
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