For are long as I carried him in my guts, that's how long Spencer's been here on this planet. I can still remember so vividly the day we found out there was a bun in the oven, and now that bun is 9 months old.
I was recently looking back at photos from right after we brought him home. It isn't until we look back that we realize how TINY he was, with these little noodle arms and legs, and this perfectly round melon head. Looking at those pictures makes Todd sad because Spencer looks so frail and helpless. I think he looks awesome. No matter what happened to him, he was unphased. He was just a sweet, loving, cuddly guy and 9 months later, he still is.