Zeb's 7 months old today.
He looks just like his daddy, adorable like his daddy too. Holding Zeb makes Zach feel a little closer. Like he's only 6836 miles away instead of 6837 miles away.
He's sitting, rolling like a madman, scooting, getting on his hands and knees and hands and feet even in the last couple days, getting close to crawling (Lord, in Your infinite mercy, please spare me for a little bit longer). He can say da, ga, ma, ba and loves to make himself heard. He's still not interested in solid foods and still loves to cuddle, though the writing is on the wall as he's enjoying his floor time more and more. He gives kisses and just started reaching to be picked up which both result in gooey marshmallow fluff where my heart should be.
"Are you going to take pictures of me too mommy?"
Of course.
Those eyes.
That smile.
Wonderful blessings they are.
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