Just six years ago, we were holding this 6 pound, 6 ounce wonder in our arms, wondering how we would get him home without breaking him. We wondered if we would ever get a full night of sleep again and how we would live with this delicate, crying, hungry, terrifying being.
Now we wonder how we ever lived without him.
SIX. Gah. It cannot be. The side-by-side comparison of baby G and grown-up melts my heart. You've done a good job getting him from tiny peanut to smart, inquisitive little boy.
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