Happy 17th Month Birthday

17 months??? 17 months!!!! It is hard to believe in so many ways. We're so proud of how far Henry has come in 17 months and it really seems like yesterday I was holding him for the first time. It's hard to imagine a time when my baby won't be a little baby. I looked at my him laying his head on the pillow next to mine tonight, and wished him to stay little forever. It breaks my heart to know he won't. We smiled, laughed, and he mashed his face into mine. Which is one of his favorite ways of showing affection. I love it, and can't get enough. I thought the same thing when I walked into the bathroom tonight while Gabe was giving Henry his bath, and Henry looked up with his bright and shining eyes and smile and curly long eyelashes and just squealed. I love him, and can't get enough of my baby.

Snips and snails and puppy dog tails, that's what little boys are made of!