Happy 17 months

Today Ethan is 17 months old. I can't believe how big he is already. He's repeating words that I say and I can't even believe it. He's runs around the house chasing the dog, he gives us hugs and lets us know when he wants to eat or when he wants milk. It was just this time last year where we would spend the weekends snuggling on the recliner. I would relax with him, nurse him, rock him to sleep and he would spend the day in my arms. Now we spend our days reading, playing and dancing around the house.

Happy 17 months to my little man.

This was Ethan this morning reading his book.