Seven and a half months ago, my baby was legally blind. Now he makes eye contact with me from across the room.
When he was born, he would look around for the source of a sound. Now he giggles when I sing “Pattycake” to him.
He always liked to noodle with his hands (hence the early nickname of Mr. Burns). This morning he held and inspected a spoon for a good five minutes.
And as of today, I’ve been married for five years.
All utterly mind-blowing. In the best possible way.
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