seven months old.
Reaching this milestone makes my head spin. Maybe time does pass by quicker than it used to. Or maybe, it's just that I change so slowly in comparison to him that time is the only concept which I can comprehend such profound concepts like growing up. As scary as this is, it's truly spectacular to witness this transformation at it's most purest, at it's most natural state. He's guiding me through, pushing me to accept the inevitable. How beautiful is that?