The only thing tougher than taking pictures of a 1 month old who wants noooothing to do with said picture and who has no head control, is taking pictures of that 1 month old with a 3 and a 5 year old “helper.” This is entirely as good as it gets.
The Monthly Pictures
I can’t believe how much this kid has grown and changed this year. Truly. He’s just a full fledged kid now. He was sick and we had to pull him out of bed to take this picture (I set an alarm and everything, but somehow missed it), but the outcome was surprisingly good.
I still can’t believe my baby is 5. It just seems impossible. And yet, if you spent even a moment with him, you would see he is so perfectly 5 years old that you would absolutely believe it.
I am still just not over the fact that my baby is two. My baby. Two. It’s almost like he’s not a baby except shut your mouth he’s a baby. Forever.
We finally did a month on time! Woo! Go team. It helped that Will was healthy and happy today and it was Saturday, so we had all day to get it done. And I really love this picture because it captures his spirit perfectly. He has universally big emotions, and thankfully a lot of the time, the emotion is happiness. We just adore this kid.
And 2 days late this month. This month it was a fever that had Will completely miserable to the point that he could barely be put down for even a moment and I just completely forgot. The night we were supposed to do it, I held him while he fell asleep sitting upright in my lap. The next night was similarly terrible and the picture was just a low priority. So, sorry Will. It’s not a reflection of my love for you. And also, the difference between 20 and 22 months is amazing and gives me all the feelings about my baby growing up.
So, we are a day late on this. It was partially on purpose and partially not so much. On Monday, I picked Will up from daycare and brought him home. We had moved his bedroom stuff from the shared room with Eli back into his own room and he totally freaked out. I literally could not put him down, save for the bath that he wasn’t thrilled about, for the entire evening. I knew that taking the picture would result in a sad picture and a sad kid, so we waited. I had planned to do it earlier in the day, but that didn’t happen. So, 21 months and 2 days it is.
While we don’t post them here like we used to, we have continued to take pictures of Eli with his lion every 3 months this year. My husband, surprisingly, is the one who insists upon this, and I happily oblige because it’s fun to watch Eli change and grow and I know some day I’m going to treasure these pictures even more.
When he was tiny, the changes each month were so big and so obvious. Now that he’s a lot bigger, they are more subtle, but every bit as significant. Where there used to be a few hints of toddlerhood left, now there is a little boy, through and through. My heart, right there in a chair.
He’s just a full grown kid now. I can’t hardly believe it, but I sure am enjoying it.
20 months is when you nail the CHEESE face, it seems. The cutest cheese face ever, though.