7 Months

I was going to skip posting a photo until I realized that Zane is seven months old today. Pretty darn incredible, if you ask me. I still remember us first bringing him home and feeling totally lost, obsessively washing our hands, and regularly squinting closely or holding a finger under his nose to check for sign of breath.

Now we sling him around like a bag of noisy walnuts, no that’s not it, more like a bag of chinese takeout that we don’t want to drop and yet it could start leaking at any moment anyways. Yes, I’m metaphorically challenged on this but I’m sure you know what I mean.