Why am I tearing up typing this? Tears are so petty.
I don't want to forget...
-that he stood before he crawled. (He's done pretty much everything before his time.)
-how he wakes up early in the morning when I'm getting ready for work and spends time with me.
-the way he hugs my neck when I pick him up.
-him in his dad's lap as he tried to get him to shoot the baby basketball.
-his half crawl/half walk.