Somehow, in the blink of an eye, my "screaming-24/7-unhappy-failure-to-thrive-oh-my-god-we-have-ruined-our-lives" has turned into this joyous and smart little boy that charms everyone he meets, giggles when you tickle his neck, loves nothing more than being chased, walks everywhere, talks (dada, mama, cat, hat, dog, yes, off, duck), gives hugs, helps dress himself, shares, and loves teasing (he'll offer you an object, then snatch it back and run away giggling). Oh the joy that is wrapped up in that little body.
November still hurts my heart. He was SO skinny and SO sickly :(
