Everyday, I can't help but to feel like the luckiest girl alive to be able to call Eli mine. He is such a sweetheart. Sometimes I think he's not even human, he's an angel. He is so strong and smart, i think he deserves a Noble Prize. He's been standing since he was one month old, and today my little guy pulled himself up on the side on his crib, and stood all by himself. A few days ago, out of the blue, he started saying "mama". He's practicing his 'B's and 'D's now. "Teething? No problem. Shots? No big deal. Mom accidentally gets water in my eyes during bath time? Oh well, I don't mind!"