Anyone with kids will tell you how quickly time flies. I am here to tell you that is no joke. Looking at Bean as a newborn versus him now is a wonder. He's twice as big, but I never saw him grow. Before you go saying I'm crazy (which I am, but that's not the point), think about a clock. Provided your clock has a decent set of inner workings, you can't really see the minute hand move. The movements only register if you have a jump or (forgive the pun) time-lapse shots. Putting up images this past week as your voting bribe has been a little like that.

It's hard for me to believe that this blog began 100 posts ago (whoo - milestone!) and the little guy above is the same one who has these nudie chubbins now. The newborn cries are now squeals of delight. The feet pulled up instinctively are now grabbed purposefully. And the amount of love I felt when he was born has magnified each and every day. If I could bottle up this time... well, that would just make me a chronic huffer later.

(Oh, and those diapers above? Size one and roomy. Now size three are looking a bit snug.)

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