Jack is 4 months old today!!!
Wow. Where does the time go? No, not literally. I mean, it seems like it was a week ago that we brought him home. We had to support his head and keep him close so that he didn’t get too cold. We worried about every little thing he did. Heck, we probably checked his temperature 20 times in the first week he was home, and it was always normal. It still amazes me – how much I love him. The second he was born, I didn’t think I could love him anymore than I did at that moment. Everything he does makes me happy. His laugh, his smile, his cry [even his farts and dirty diapers]. Now, he is 4 months old and is rolling over and laughing and drooling like a mad-man. He is grabbing things with precision, including those ever precious toes, and talking – er – screeching up a storm. I catch myself staring at him, eyes locked, wondering what he is thinking and one thing always come to mind. He trusts me. He trust us so much, I can see it in his eyes. I can feel it in the way he lets me hold him. He is amazing and I never want to break that trust. I want to give him the world, because he is mine. Happy 4 months Big Guy and here’s to many more.
Sunday Funday!
It is an absolutely beautiful day in the Ozarks. I couldn’t help but snap a few. From top left to bottom right: My son Jack who is three [3] months old in two days actually focusing in on things – blowing my mind how quick he is progressing. Then, same boy in the next two, just hanging out with Daddy. Finally, our dog, Izzy. She is amazing and so well behaved and loving the weather!
Sean Wingo Photography 