Seven months old!

I'm of the notion that any pretty place can become way prettier with a cute baby plopped in the middle of it, right?

Well, Micah, you are now seven months old. I mean, really? Seriously? Mommy only has about a month left with you on maternity leave. I can not believe my time is quickly drawing to a close with you, Little Man! You have to be the most precious rolly polly ball of fun I have ever seen. You are such a smiley, happy baby! You wouldn't know it by the pictures we get of you. I mean, capturing a smile is impossible. You smile just as soon as the camera is turned anywhere but on you!

Today Daddy & I took some time on his day off to scout the city for some awesome sites to photograph you as you grow into such a sweet little boy. We love our Crystal Brisco, but Daddy also has a degree in photography. I keep telling him what better way to use it that take beautiful pictures of our baby boy with his fancy camera in between those times she's taking your picture. So today, that is what we did.

Micah, it is so hard to believe that my little (pushing close to) 18 pound chunk of a baby was ever in my tummy. You are getting huge with each passing day! You are wearing size 6-9 month clothing, and you wear size 3 diapers. Micah, you still absolutely hate your stomach, and I wonder if you will ever be rolling all over our house. I have noticed you know exactly how to roll, and you do it when you feel it is necessary to get what you want. All the while you cry as you roll across the floor. Mainly these days you want to spend your time sitting up playing with toys & playing in your new bouncer. You also like to face plant multiple times a day. For some reason, instead of rolling you will just lunge forward to get what you want instead. It definitely keeps Mommy on her toes!

We have several nicknames for you, and I'm not sure which ones are going to stick. You get called Micah Man, Micah Mike, Bubba, Stinkbug, and Stinker to name just a few of your various monikers. Some of your fave things to do include grabbing at Mommy's drink, grabbing at Daddy's facial hair, grabbing at Mommy's long hair, patting us on our cheeks, patting our shoulders, and clapping your hands.

You truly are the ray of sunshine in our lives. We are so humbled and blessed by the sacred gift God bestowed upon us to raise you in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. Mommy & Daddy are by no means perfect, but we strive to do everything in our power to raise you to be a fine Christian young man one day.

Sometimes when you look at me the way you are in the photo below, I just know how important it is to be your mommy. We can't wait to watch you learn, grow, discover, and come to enjoy football. (Just kidding. Or not. Probably not a choice for you with your daddy's Mississippi State obsession.)

Do I need any further evidence?

We love you, Micah! Here's to many more (Lord willing) happy years together.

All our love,

Mommy & Daddy