Dash turned 6 months yesterday...again, time flies real fast.
I remember how samll and tiny he was when I first saw him after they took him out from my tummy--but he did have a loud cry. I was so worried if he was ok, if he was healthy, if his fingers and toes were complete.
Today, Dash never ceases to amaze me. He has grown into a round cute ball. Full of surprises. He loves playing with his 10 little fat toes. He loves his milk. He enjoys waking me up at 5am. He loves putting everything in his mouth.
I'd do everything for him and his brother. I am so blessed by these two little superheroes!
I love this boy!