I came across these older pictures on my camera and nearly wept about how fast things change.
These are the very last pictures I have of Noah crawling.
Oh dear me, the crawling phase is such a precious precious phase of life. And it passes so quickly. For my crawler is a walker.
Thank you, Lord for my little boy, for his sturdy knees for crawling.
And his wobbly legs for walking. How I love this not-so-babyish baby of mine.