Ten-Month-Old Roman James

A couple of weeks after Roman was born, we received a gift — a large picture frame containing twelve circles, one for each month of baby’s 1st year. At the time, that frame seemed irrelevant to us. Twelve months — ONE YEAR! — it will be forever until we get there, I thought. And now… here we are, just two little months to go, and the frame will be full.

My Dearest Roman James, I’m not quite sure how it’s possible, but every day my heart continues to grow with love for you. I love every little thing that you do — the way that you study your food with such seriousness before putting it in your mouth; the way that you light up with the biggest smile when you catch me peeking into your nursery; the way that your eyes grow wide as saucers when you hear a noise (you’re so nosy!); the way that every new object you come across is a new obstacle to pick up/eat/climb/conquer. Happy ten months to my sweet, smart, funny, silly, adventurous, baby boy!

((( Other posts in this series: BABY’S FIRST YEAR )))

Roman’s moose pajamas found here!