Hard to believe that this boy is 21 today! 21!!! GAAAHHH!
We are so proud of who he has become, so proud of the dreams he has/ is chasing after, so very proud.
Couldn't help walking down memory lane a bit though.
I'll have our birthday photo this year as we are headed to the famous Paul Memorial Day celebration in WA and he is joining us.
Just born - our little fella
1 Week - surrounded by those who love you most. Grampa dubbed you the Casanova of the Diaper Set.
6 months - Grama & a sink bath! Not to mention some seriously great bed-head!
10 months - pullin' yourself across the bed to grab Grammy's camera. You became Mr. Magoo - always barely avoiding danger by a hair's breadth. (notice the impending uni-brow! hee hee!)
One year - cowin' down on banana & pears @ Grama & Grampa's. Still such a pudge! Love it! Now that you were movin' on your own you were much happier.
26 months holding your just hours old baby Remus. Current state of their relationship?? Soon to be roommates!
I am here to testify - the days are sometimes painstakingly long but, oh, the years! How short the years.
When Tof was a baby (until he was 2.5 actually) he wouldn't leave Mama's side without being EXTREMELY upset. The only way we could leave him was to set his little seat in front of the TV and tell the sitter to play Steve Green's Hide 'Em In Your Heart. He was perfectly content as long as they were playing. When the VCR was rewinding he would scream, and the minute it began to play again he was entranced. It's cheesy, but here's a clip of what made him happy.