I’ve been meaning to post these forever, more for me to stumble upon than anything because I love “stumbling upon” photos of my little guy and also because it blows my mind how much our little ones change in such a short period of time. (The haircut didn’t help…it wasn’t my idea and I wanted to cry afterward…and a little bit now after all of these beach photos of him throwing his wild hair around). The first and last sets shown here are 6 months apart (with a smorgasbord in between) and I feel like I can see the growth in his personality in these photos more than anything. Which I love and hate all at once…the paradox of a Mommy heart, right?!