I'm not usually the sappy type

But, when I was just going through the hard drive to find an old pic of Noah I browsed through his 12 month folder. Oh my gosh! I can't believe it feels like I've forgotten so much. He was so cute and fat and chubby and sweet and smiling and bow-legged and bruised and muddy. I love his fat self in those fitted jammies. And I was so tired I feel like I was in a blur much of that time and don't fully remember it. I can't believe he's turning 3 on Friday. I'm kind of bummed at how fast it's passing. I really can't believe how fast they grow up? I hope the years start to slow down.

One of my favorite pics of him

Bathtime was always fun for him. It was never a good wind down, get ready for bed routin. He'd jet out and run around the entire house naked as we chased him hoping to catch him before he slid and hurt himself.

Scrumptious thighs and cheeks!I picked this one just to show how small he was. I need to search the bins for that shirt. It should fit E now. I bet those jeans are still too big though.

I remember this picture. Paul actually fell asleep playing with Noah. Those were some sleep deprived days.