Oliver in his new bed, complete with ladder and canopy and space to play underneath
Watching your child grow older is such a strange thing. On one hand I can hardly remember life before him. I know him so well it feels like he's always been here. But, on the other hand I remember the day he was born as if it was yesterday. As if, were I to go upstairs right this minute, I'd find a tiny baby boy asleep in his crib instead of the 5 year old boy fervently drawing dinosaur skeletons under his bed that I would actually find. I love the today him, the curious, bright, creative him. I'm so excited to watch him grow into who God plans him to be. My Oliver, my sweet boy.
just a few days old