Today’s Carson’s half-birthday. This means we’re six months away from the big f-i-v-e.  Are you freakin’ kidding me?  That is all.

Actually… that is not all.  Is this child not the cutest little thing ever?  And his heart is so tender it kills me sometimes.  He just feels everything so hard that I sometimes worry he’ll get eaten alive in kindergarten in another year.  In the meantime, I’m making a point to enjoy these fleeting toolbelt and hard-hat wearing moments of little boyhood… because I know they won’t last long.