of course, my favorite in the bunch are of me holding his feet (trying to keep them still, perhaps?). or maybe i'm trying to keep them small.

adam is a fierce spirit in our home: he controls his mama's moods the most. maybe i was just too busy with a 4-week-old sawyer when rowan was 15 months old to notice his busy-ness. or tired with 12-week-in-utero adam when sawyer was 15 months old...but i don't remember 15 months being a big challenge. or perhaps like every child, adam comes with his very own set of blessings and challenges. fortunately, he's just too adorable for me to stay frustrated with him. he's got a smile that will melt you in an instant, and he's a snuggly boy. he's very attached to his mama (which i have to admit to loving) but cuddles into kenny's neck anytime of the day as well.

and look at those feet. how can you resist a toddling "baby" with rounded feet like that? his little "pitter-patter" can be heard throughout the first floor in our home. rowan and sawyer hear it and yell, "ooooh! here comes the monster!" and adam knows that it's time to chase them. and they love a good "monster chase" with adam. soon, he'll be as fast as his older brothers, using their language to communicate. and his feet will be wearing hard-soled shoes, not the soft, leathery kinds that fit him so well now.

and i won't be able to hold him on my lap and rub the bottoms of his feet while he slowly wakes from a nap. i guess this is what it means when they say that these days might be long, but the years are short. soon, no baby feet will pitter-patter through our kitchen, into our living room. and that will be sooner than i probably want.