I can’t believe how quickly Nolan is growing.  It seems like yesterday that Auntie Melissa bought 12-month clothes for Nolan so that he might have them for winter.  How is it that he already fits them, though he is only 6 months old?

Sometimes I can’t wait for Nolan to reach the next developmental milestone.  I am eager to roll a ball back and forth, see him get up on all fours, and hear him say "mama".  On the other hand I feel like he is growing up too fast.  Its overwhelming to see his "clothes that no longer fit pile" grow, upgrade his carseat, and think about solid foods.

Joshua and I struggle to remember life without Nolan.  Parenthood is exhausting, but we wouldn’t have life any other way right now.  We love Nolan in a way we couldn’t have imagined.  We have that parental pride where we believe Nolan to be the most amazing, adorable, incredible child in the world (Duh.  Because he is.).

I’m going to try and appreciate every day I am blessed by Nolan and get in as many hugs as I can before he is too cool for them.  I still have a few years left, right?