Oh, how I remember this selfie moment.

FoH was just about six months. I remember thinking then how long, how far away a year felt … how to get through the next six months.

How forever those first six were. Lost in a haze and daze of baby fog.

Now here we are, 19 months down, quickly approaching 20.

I’ve got a full fledged little dude on my hands now, personality and all.

But it’s his joy that gets me. And the joy he brings to others. Nothing could make me more proud.