Countless nights, Dustinn & I have stood beside Bradshaw's crib watching him sleep. We love to talk about how perfect he is--his sweet little mouth, his cherub cheeks, his dark eyelashes, how he sighs in his sleep.
5 am this morning marked Bradshaw's 6-month birthday. Dustinn and I agree it's been the best 26 weeks, or 182 days, or 4,368 hours, or 262,080 minutes, or 15,724,800 seconds of our lives. 
6 comments:
happy happy bradshaw! you're right - he is perfect! that's kinda how we felt about you too, dustinn, and i'm sure val's parents felt the same way about her! and then you started colouring your hair, deej . . .
Happy Birthday! It will just get better and better for the next year. And then he'll head into the terrible twos... He'll still be cute, but then he'll be frustrating too... I'm just saying, enjoy the sweetness when that's all there is!
val, do you guys want jodi's too-small baby things? you should pick them up this weekend if you do --
ok val, you are too cute! HAPPY HALF-BIRTHDAY, BRADSHAW! he is such a big boy!! i'm so happy that he makes you guys so happy :) love ya!
(PS- i love your blog's music! AND, i love the new blog title! how perfect! "about a boy..." :)
Happy 1/2 Birthday Bradshaw!! :)
oh about the subtitle.. I actually just wrote that in the blog, put it right above the picture and shrunk it a little. hehe
happy birthday manchild!
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