It’s hard for me to believe my baby is almost 9 months old. I am overwhelmed on a daily basis with my love for this little one. I am just in awe of his perfect little body and his sweet baby emotions and his attachment to me. I love that he loves me best. Of course, that might be pure survival instincts talking on his part, but I’ll take it.  I apologize for the poor quality of some of these pictures. I’m still figuring out how to take good pictures with the iPad.

There's that smile!

Who could resist those puppy dog eyes?

Worried Easton.

Surrounded by wonderful Christmas chaos.

He likes to tilt his head to one side sometimes. Pretty cute.

So happy.

I know I’ve said this before, but I just can’t believe how the amazement doesn’t fade with each child. I am as excited and thrilled about everything Easton does as I was with Amelie. Babies are just the best.