my heart.

It is hard to believe this little guy has really been around for 8 months already. Some days he still feels so fresh and new to me. I'm amazed by how much he has grown and changed in such a short time. And how he has completely captured my heart.

At 8 months he is a hefty 20 lbs. 10 oz. I don't know if that's a "boy thing" but he is tipping the scale at the weight of a typical Cooper one year old already. He does like his food though...and has the thighs to prove it.

I can't measure the amount of joy he has brought to our lives already. The girls are enamored by him and so proud to show him off to visitors and friends. He revels in the spotlight...the life of the party this little one.


He's a babbler and knows how to work the room. He's inquisitive and happy...and so easy going that his cries often catch me off guard.


He's a log roller. I'm thinking that extra weight has kept him from really getting mobile. It isn't that he hasn't attempted to pull up. But half way through the endeavor he usually plops back down shaking his head from the sheer strain of getting himself off the ground!


We've got him officially switched to soy formula (after about a week of projectile vomiting he seems to be finally getting used to it). And his recent trip to the cardiologist showed that the troublesome heart valve is growing nicely and won't require any correction.

Super Sam...Mr. Peepers...chunky monkey...little booger (can't claim that nickname)...thank you for the unconditional love....

for making our little family complete....

for showing us God's infinite grace and goodness. We love you!