Celebrating the small things in life

My little man is eight months old and I just adore him. We've had an eventful month. He has five teeth that we all worked very hard for. He is rather a dramatic little man and kept us up many, many nights. He is also crawling and standing up against anything that will take his weight...my leg is the best.

I need sleep but I would not change our decision to adopt for the world.

I have finally figured out how to care for David's hair and for a white girl I think I've done a pretty good job. My first two attempts were somewhat frightening and lumpy in the extreme.

Have a great weekend!