Liam

For real, have you ever seen a cuter little Liam? Liam will be eight months old tomorrow. EIGHT. He is crawling on his belly (army crawling) and is all over the place. He is officially my earliest crawler. I'm not sure I was ready for all of the movement going on in this house. He loves to locate all of the cords in the house and scurry toward them to find a place for them in his already saliva filled mouth. The kid already has six razor sharp teeth. He is still a great sleeper, too. My boy sleeps at least twelve hours every night and takes two or three naps during the day, each lasting an hour or more.

Liam loves his papa. He lights up the second Will walks in the door.

Judah's favorite thing to do with Liam is to grab him by both legs and drag him across the room, mostly to get him away from Judah's beloved toys. Mayah's favorite thing to do with Liam is to give him his bottle, even though he doesn't need the help any more. So, there you have it. Liam is beautiful and wonderful and sweet and fantastic.