It was around 7:30 this morning, still dark outside as gray clouds overcast the skies. Andrew had been fed. And I walked down the hall with him happy in my arms to join Scott and Morgan who were already goofing around in the king-sized bed of our dimly lit room. All of us piled in. Smiles on each and every face.
I paused. Took them each in. And prayed silently.
Thank you, Lord, for my beautiful family.
for He is good
just call me stretch
Andrew had his 2-month appointment this morning, and - surprise, surprise - we learned that he's off the charts for length. At 25.5 inches, that's not hard to believe! Our little peanut weighed in at only 10 lbs, 4 ounces, but now I know where all those calories are going... towards all those inches in length!
Sunday evening he was outstretched on our footstool, so I took the opportunity to snap a couple pictures. Here Andrew's sporting a 3-6 month size outfit from Old Navy. The poor kid is already flooding. I'm sure this won't be the first time in his life where his legs outrun his inseam.
Then he decided to roll my way.
I was also sure to take pictures of him on Sunday after church so I could show Sarah and Doug how well the adorable hand-me-down shirt from Luke was fitting. Looks great, doesn't it? Such a little man I have.
A good shot of his wing span. Even his sleeves are too short! I bet he'll play awesome basketball defense someday, blocking shots and everything.
I just love how Andrew looks in his preppy little shirt!
Smile!
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