I love looking at pictures of Max. Those were taken this summer, just a few months ago, and it’s amazing to realize the changes Max has gone through since then. He’s taller and faster, which is expected. He’s talking now, in complete sentances sometimes. He has shorter hair, and yes, it’s still crazy. He’s a joy to be around (which isn’t really change). He’s a lot more fun now that we can have little conversations and our little drawing sessions where he tells me what to draw, and then I tell him what to draw. I love having a son. I love him. I honestly wouldn’t exchange it for anything.
I love looking at pictures
