Abram the Baberam.

I don’t think I’ve ever posted any pictures of my little man on this blog so far, and who doesn’t love a picture of a baby?

So here are some recent pictures of him and his tiny life.

He loves a good pair of sunglasses.

I promise this is not how my husband usually smiles. I wanted this picture because his shirt looked good on him and Abram was wearing his moccasins handed down from his daddy.

The BEST of friends.

This is the cashier at Ken’s BBQ. Abram goes there every Friday night with his Mimi and Grandaddy and this lady adores him. They’ve become pals.

I mean seriously…. I can’t take how cute he is. And his hair has started to curl around his ears which makes me want to die. It reminds me of my little brother when he was this age.

Someone gave us a monkey suit. It provided a couple of hours of entertainment. Thank you, whoever you are.

Father and Son.

Right before he started walking last week he took this hamper and would push it around the house. Training for the real deal.

This might be one of my favorite pictures ever.

 

I really love my family. Sometimes too much, to the point where the fear of losing them outweighs the desire to live life to it’s greatest potential. Family is a gift and a blessing from our Creator, and should never be something that cripples us. But just like everything else that is good, family can also be an idol.

But I’ll save that talk for tomorrows post.