It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now...

Sebastian is 7 months old today...and you know how we love a good milestone in our house!

When Sammy was 6 or 7 months old, Tony and I agreed that we had hit a serious sweet spot. He was smiley (and drooly, of course), lovable, sweet and a good sleeper. We could not get enough of him.

 

 

Brie was similar...our little pumpkin head was finally growing hair, and loved to show off her big eyes (and perfectly sculpted eyebrows...natural, of course!) and bright smile to just about everyone.

And now Sebastian is like this, too. So happy when he wakes up, smiley and excited whenever he sees any of us--particularly his big sibs, fun to feed, and a limp noodle come bedtime in the evenings. I empathize with my old self that this age could last forever and we'd be happy.

  

 

  

Oh, what fun the first seven months have been. We know it only gets better, but you can't blame us for wishing this stage lasted just a wee bit longer. After all, it reminds me and Tony of our sweet memories with the big kids and, since it flies by, makes us cherish this time with Sebastian that much more!

P.S. Sorry if I've planted one of my favorite Celine Dion songs in your brains for the day, but the title was too good to pass up!