7 months. . . hmmm. . . where has the time gone? It seems like yesterday that I was watching my tummy grow into a basketball on the verge of exploding! Then, 8 days past the ole due date, Colt David arrived – – right on time On a side note, I don’t think they should give little pregnant mommies due “dates.” They should just tell you the month you are due or something so you don’t have that false hope that you are going to be 2 weeks early, and then end up going 2 weeks over – which is a month later than you had anticipated . . . all the while you’re still growing!! I must say, I was sure glad (if you can be) when those labor pains started coming!

And there he was. 6 hours later, such a beautiful baby boy! Now, I see precious little ones and don’t even remember he was ever that size! It’s kind of sad isn’t it? I’m just glad I’m a picture/video/scrapbooking fanatic

I must say that we have loved every stage, but it gets more fun as he’s becoming more independent. Of course he’s sitting, crawling, jabbering, teething, and eating solids now . . . reaching, playing with new things, noticing new things I suppose. He does have a “favorite” 3 toys – one of which is this ball. I try to get him to roll it back to me, but it’s just big enough to be hard for him to handle. He has a hard time getting it into his mouth

All tuckered out and ready for a nap. It’s hard to wear this fella out, but I sure do my best in between naptimes!