When Clay typed that sentence the other day, a little piece of my heart broke. For as excited I am when a coo escapes the little man’s adorable mouth, I remember that his dad is not around to see a simple little smile. What is it about baby smiles that make us all warm and fuzzy? Hard to believe this little one will be 14 months when Clay returns. In addition to smiling and cooing, Weston is starting to grip objects. What better way to demonstrate such a feat than with a message?