Today, my little stinker is 5 months old.
The time I spent in the hospital on bed rest while I was pregnant with him drug on forever....probably because my days were so predictable.
But now, where did these last 5 months go??
It seems like he's grown up entirely too fast. I know probably every mother says that, but it really is true. I love watching him grow and learn. He found his toes a couple of days ago, and it's so cute to watch him try to get them to his mouth.
This is the most smiley little boy you'll ever see. He gives me these big grins that melt my heart.
Should I be worried this early that he's going to be the mack daddy of the pre-school?