Today Greyson is 18 months old. 1.5 years old. I have no idea how this could have happened. He's going to be 10 before I can blink. He's showing me daily that he's a toddler and not a baby. He's my wonderful little boy who knows no fear. He makes my life so happy.
It was 2 years ago tomorrow that I found out I was pregnant with Greyson. June 2, 2008 that those magical pink lines showed up and changed our lives forever. June 2nd to December 1st. I only knew I was pregnant for only 6 months. That seems so strange to me now. Just 6 months. I'm interested to see how much Greyson changes in the next 6 months. I don't even want to think about all the mischief he'll get into by the time he turns two!
But at 18 months our beautiful son is happy, healthy, crazy, strong and full of mischief already. 2 years after finding out that I would be someone's mom, I am beyond happy to be Greyson's mom - although I would like it if he wouldn't climb on the dining room table...
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Happy 18 months Greyson! I think that you and Radar would get along beautifully... I think you guys see things eye to eye. One of his favorite things is also to climb onto the dining room table and no amount of "no's" from mommy can convince him that it's not a good idea! You are an amazing and handsome little guy, and we look forward to watching you continue to wreak havoc over the next months!
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