Saturday, November 9, 2013

Sweet Baby James is 9 Months!!!!

Yes, that's right. That sweet bundle of joy I waited for so anxiously (as did his Mama) turned 9 months old today. It's so hard to believe! He is so stinking cute. Of course I am prejudiced but I love when he crinkles his nose up when he laughs.

Abby and Doug took him to a state park close to them today to make photos. I asked if I could post them on my blog and she said yes. I love these.




The last one is a photo grab from our last Skype session.

He is getting such a personality and he smiles almost all the time. He does have his moments though. The Hubby said she needed to get some "mad" photos because all he ever gets are smiling ones. She sent him a photo of James really upset. He wanted her phone and she wouldn't let him have it. He was not a happy camper.



Eli - 21 months


Ella (opposite day at pre-school) - 5 in December


Lilly - 3 in December

I love these grandkids of mine. I never dreamed how much love my heart could hold. Each time one came along, I thought I couldn't possibly have enough room for more love and my heart just got bigger and bigger. They are my life and they make me smile just thinking about them. There is nothing in this world as precious and special as a grandchild.

The oldest will be 5 in December and it's so hard to imagine that. I can so well remember the day she was born. I was suppose to be there but I couldn't make it. I'm not sure what happened; whether I was having a pain issue, a work problem or it was weather related but my daughter, Abby, went in my place. She kept sending me text messages as everything moved along and then sent me a photo right after Ella's birth. I treasure that photo. I stood in my office and cried and laughed. I worked at a lumber yard at that time with all men and they were enjoying the moment just as much as I was.

The birth of each of these special little people is something that I will never forget. I just hope they each know how much Grammy loves them and how very, very special they are to me.

Hugs,
Sharon