Jack's Birth Announcement

An iPhone picture of the birth announcements we sent out last year. 

My dad took this picture of Jack on the day he was born, and I think we can all agree that he is the most beautiful newborn that has ever existed. I love that picture. I love the perfectly square Johnny Cash stamp on the envelope. I love his little footprint (and in case you can’t read it the words say, “Born August 29, 8 pounds 2 ounces & 21 inches of pure genius”).

I figured it was time to post a picture of the announcement since Jack turns six months old this week. I’d like to spare you most of the clichés (and profanities), but every single thing I want to say is cliché (and profane). They grow up too fast. I love him so much. How is he so cute? He used to be so small. Look at his cubby legs. His giggles are the most beautiful sounds on earth.

These things were thought a hundred billion babies before mine was ever born, but every day when I see his blue eyes shining in the morning light those thoughts feel fresh and intensely personal. To me. But I get it, it’s nothing new, so I’ll stop crytyping into my computer. If you’ll excuse me I’ll be waiting by the door for my baby to wake up from his nap.

britt