I am not a photographer. The pictures I have of Max do not even compare to my dear friend Amy who takes amazing pictures. I am always envious of the pictures of her children. She was so sweet to come over and take some pictures of my Max. This means so much to me. Here he is-my little baby-I am beyond proud. This kid has me wrapped around his little finger it's ridiculous. There is something magical about number three. I have been so structured with Jane & Henry, making sure they are well taken care, on schedule, etc. The thing I missed was how fast this first year goes. When Max was born my Mom gave me one piece of advice, "Just remember, this is Max's year." I have tried to do just that. Every time I think about doing a task over the top or making something bigger then it should be-I have stopped and remembered just how fast my babies grow up and have not wanted to take anything away from him. It puts a lump in my throat to think that he is already 9 months old. Because I have taken the time to stop and hold him and stare at him whenever my heart desires I feel like I love him that much more. I didn't know a baby could be as sweet and easy as Max is. He has been pure joy for our family. He is always smiling and lighting up our home. Life doesn't get better than this.
