Yes, mother nature did in fact throw Liam a four-month birthday party today. And so we celebrated by going out in it for approximately three minutes before I decided it was too cold to be outside (Liam didn’t really seem to mind, but I prefer the fireplace).
Four-months-old seems so big. Too big. It’s going way too fast for my liking. As we spent time in bed this morning – talking, tickling, yawning – I made sure to really take it all in. I want to remember how tiny his fingers and toes are right now, how many rolls he has on his stalky little legs, how many giggles he can get out before he gets the hiccups (poor kid is never going to want to laugh). I can’t even imagine where he’ll be in another four months – crawling, eating, shenanigans.
If only there was a pause button…
xoxo little man.