As you can see time is limited these days.
The little guy no longer sits for photo's.
We are on the move, all day... every day.
Thinking back to how much he has changed in just 9 months is amazing.
2 Weeks old 8 lbs.
9 months, 20 lbs.
T-Max is now in daycare, and absolutely loving it.
We are adjusting, but so grateful for every moment we have together.
I predict we will have a walking boy before 12 months as he is pulling himself up on EVERYTHING.
His laugh is so infectious, his hugs are so sweet.
He is still a toothless wonder.
I have grown attached to his gummy smile though we patiently await real teeth!
We have survived our first ear ache like a champ.
We have fallen in love with swimming in the ocean.
I no longer have a rat tail.
My name is officially Thatcher Maxwell Rice-Sawyer, it's set in stone people.
All is well, life is moving we are loving it.



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