Today you turned two months old. It is such a short time, but I already can't remember what my life was like without you in it.
Even though you were the smallest of your brothers when you were born, you've more than caught up and have already outgrown your newborn clothes.
You might be my third child, but I still lean down to check and see if you are breathing each and every night. Much like your demeanor, your breath is so very gentle.
Happy Two Months, my Finnik-Boy! You are such a joy!
|18 October 2012 :: 12:33pm|