So, let's see. Sethie is standing up. For real. All by himself. Well, while leaning on things. It's absolutely precious and .... lastnight, I went in and woke him up, gave him a bottle so that MAYBE just MAYBE we'd be able to get a few extra hours of sleep. And, he just fit so perfectly in my fat arms. His fat arms, my fat arms. Oh, it was the sweetest moment in all eternity. And, I'm NOT overreacting. We gave him a bath lastnight before bed and his hair was all feathery and soft and flowy. It was like bigbird hair but softer and more flowy :) I could have just eaten him up. I mean, it just doesn't get better. I'm really really trying to hold onto this moments. Knowing that Sethie is more than likely (yes folks) our last...(my sanity cannot take it.)I just cherish it. Thinking of him, and how fast he is growing and will grow. Dreaming of what he will say, how he will come snuggle with us in the mornings too like Parker. Oh, family. Sweet sweet family. Those litt...