In 9 short months

Jamesen went from this [a helpless, constantly sleeping/pooping, sleeping through the night due to jaundice, lovable, very strong, newborn]:


to this [a momma's boy who can walk on his own, climb almost anything, feed himself, eat almost anything, constantly babbling, very needy, teething like a beast, hardly ever sleeps, baby]:

As much as he drives me insane when he refuses to nap for hours on end [and falls asleep within seconds of Sabe picking him up], I adore him. I love his face. I love his smile. He's harder to get to smile than Marcus was, but that makes the huge grins that much more worth it. I love his laugh. I love the jaw-dropping looks everybody gives me when they see him walking and find out his age. He's so big! He's growing so fast.

Happy 9 months little man. You are one loved kid.