My son just popped his eighth tooth a couple days ago. I know it seems strange to be celebrating teeth as far as the eighth, but its the last of his front teeth before we have to address things like eye teeth and molars. I guess technically the easy part is over.
To me, this tooth is a reminder than time is flying. When Dekker was a week old, I had people say things like “Isn’t it crazy that he’s already a whole week old?” and my response was always “It feels like he’s always been here.” I never was completely floored by his age until he was six months old. That milestone almost bowled me over and took me out. And now, with his first birthday approaching (August 21st to be exact) I’m finding myself really emotional and reminiscent. Its taking everything in me to not post pictures of the day he was born on here. I should save that for the inevitable birthday/birth story post, right? Oh who am I kidding? I can’t NOT post a picture or two!
Day 1:
And now, just short of 11 months:
He is SO GROWN UP! And he’s not even one! Yikes…
About the last post secret girl…….I’m sorry for the hassle and the disappointment 🙁
Today or should I say, yesterday, I celebrate with you….your beautiful enchanting little “sweet cakes”. He brightens up our world so beautifully 🙂