Lucky #7...

I posted on fb earlier today how seven months ago today, every day got better.  It has.  I can't explain how.  Moms and Dads, you know what I'm saying.  I go to bed thinking about Will.  I wake up thinking about Will.  I spend a great part of my day looking at, and showing off, pictures of Will on my phone.  You guys know, I'm constantly posting pictures of Will on fb.  His laughs, his cries, his well being consumes me.  I posted this picture on Father's Day, or the day he was born :-)

I captioned it "My Hero".  It's true.  Well, "co-hero".  I've said before, and forever will, that I cannot imagine what my life would be had The Jeana not been introduced into my life.  I can't begin to imagine what the last seven months would have been like without Will.  The joy he brings us on a hourly basis is indescribable.  I love the way he laughs when I drop him on the bed.  I love the way he cries when I take him from his mama.  I love the way he goes nuts when he sees me walk in from work.  I love the way he leans to look around you if you stand in front of Mickey Mouse Club House.  I love when I sit him on my chest laying in bed and he rubs his feet in my goatee and laughs.  I love the way he expects me to read "Llama Llama, Red Pajama" to him every night while mama holds him.  I love my Will.  He's 7 months old today.  He's fantawesome. 

Peace,
Ben