It is hard to believe I am writing these words. My son is eighteen months old. He has been alive, on this planet, in my arms and on the ground, for a year and a half. Six very short months from now, he shall be two. I wish I could share every moment of every day. I wish I had… Read More
Dear Ronan: 9 months old.
Little boy, a whole month has gone by. And you haven’t sat still for any of it! Somewhere between here and then, you learned how to crawl like a big guy. Now there’s nothing that can stop you! Back and forth across the floor faster than we can say “look at him go!” You pull yourself up on everything, and… Read More
