Its sunday night, M is home...all the boys are asleep and I'm flipping through pictures of Wesley and getting all mom-sentimental. I just had of weekend of just Wesley and I, eating meals together, putting things on eachothers heads, reading books, throwing balls for Bama, trying to make Wesley laugh and I can't get over it...How is he 11 months old already? Where has all of this time gone?
(i mean, remember when he was 11 days old?).