With Little Spaghetti's first birthday party just days away (are you sick of hearing me talk about it yet?), I was working this morning on a "Happy Birthday Banner." I ran out of brads, and when I looked at where I was, I thought to myself, "This is the banner I needed on this day last year!"
And then it hit me: My baby is one year old. Or just about. I know this is so cliche to say, but I cannot believe how fast this time has gone. My baby isn't really a baby any more.
I'd been planning to use this week to blog about Little Spaghetti's entry into this world and first few weeks of life, but I've simply run out of time. Oh well, there's always next week (I may even get brave enough to share the birth story...).
So, all I have for you today is a look back, from last year to this year:
Here are a few others from yesterday's photo shoot, just because they make me smile:
"I hope you Dance" by Lee Ann Womack (or if you're in the mood for funny instead of tear-jerking, check out Momisms by Anita Renfroe).
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
When you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I love you, my sweet baby boy.