This is one of the rare times I'll be using a photo that wasn't taken by either of us here at Shutterblog. But it's one of the few photos that shows our happy l'il family off...safely... It was taken just a couple of weeks ago.
Tomorrow our son turns four months old. This does not seem possible. People warned me how quickly the days would fly by after his arrival -- but it seems like for every one day of his life post-womb, I spent ten during the pregnancy (im)patiently waiting for him to get here. The fun days of babyhood have finally made their appearance. We see constant smiles, hear countless giggles, have afternoons filled with playtime, and evenings capped off with snuggles and coos. Every day brings with it a new, amazing discovery. Our little boy is such a happy child. It's not supposed to be this "easy". But it is. And I can't imagine what I did with my days before his arrival.
Life has just taken on a whole new meaning. Cliché. But very true.
The title of this entry? Well it's a quote from a favorite movie of mine -- "When Harry Met Sally":
One day I was taking Alice's little girl for the afternoon because I'd promised to take her to the circus, and we were in the cab playing "I Spy". I spy a mailbox, I spy a lamp-post -- and she looked out the window and she saw this man and this woman with these two little kids. And the man had one of the little kids on his shoulders, and she said, "I spy ... a family." And I started to cry. You know, I just started crying...
For so many years, that line would just get me every time that I heard it. And now after countless days, nights, prayers and tears -- when people see the three of us -- they finally spy a "family".