ARRGGHH! My camera is on the fritz and I have a growing baby! How frustrating is that! He has gone from smiling to laughing and growing like no one's business and I can't get a picture of it.
Just take my word for it. He's cute. Very cute. You know that warm fuzzy feeling you get from snuggling puppies? Puppies are amatures. David is a pro. And no, I'm not in the slightest bit biased.
It is in times like this that I am so thankful for my husband, because I know that without his guidance all of us girls would together spoil the daylights out of an otherwise delightful child. Ruth has designated herself the Chief Entertainer, and she drags his carseat around the place, making him watch everything she does. (Under my watchful eye of course.) Becca is the one who tries to comfort him when he cries. She's actually surprizingly good at it for a three-year-old. Elisabeth is the Thief. You see she was made to go off her binkie not long ago, and David owns several. Or he did, anyway...
Among the many things I'm working on will be the camera situation. And one of these days, I am going to tell our love story. God was so good to give me the husband He did. I love that story!