Everyone told me how fast it would go. The days when Sam was just a little nugget, snuggled up in the crook of my arm, all swaddled up in a hospital blanket. Now he is a 20 pound heap of drooly smiles and paunchy stomach. Will time continue to fly by? Will he be a huge, hairy teenager with stinky feet before I know it? These sweet baby days are so precious and dear to me.
I wish there was a way to bottle them up and take them out on a rainy day, 15 years in the future.
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