Another week and another fun photo session for the bean.

I'm so in love with the adorable Valentine's Day bow that Allison from Rowe Bows sent us. Keelin loved it too. Not once did she try to swat it off her head!

And in case you were wondering... yes, I did have to bring out my secret weapon to have a successful photo shoot.

She was still a squirmy worm {as you can tell from her blurry right side in this week's picture... I couldn't resist not posting that smile!} but at least she was happy!

Today I'm going to talk less about the bean's accomplishments for the week {which consist mostly of meeting more people and getting better and better at holding her head up by herself} and more about something Z and I started thinking about last night. Here's hoping it doesn't get too heavy too fast.

For our first Valentine's day as parents, Z and I ordered from our favorite take out joint, popped open a bottle of Moscato blush, and indulged in some homemade chocolate fondu and strawberries while watching Crazy, Stupid, Love. I know it came out forever ago and most of you have probably already seen it but we just now got around to Red Boxing it and it was fantastic! See it if you haven't already. At the end of the movie Z and I engaged in a normal post movie critique/discussion and came upon an eye-opening discovery. Amidst the chit-chat about how ridiculous it was for a 17-year-old to {SPOILER ALERT} take naked pictures of herself for a 40-year-old married man we both looked at Keelin and back at each other with the same look on our faces. A look that said... HOLY CRAP, WE'RE PARENTS! Don't get me wrong, of course we've known we are parents from the moment Keelin was born but it wasn't until we  watched a movie with a number of crazy parenting decisions and STUPID actions by children that it really hit us like a ton of bricks. By the end of the movie Keelin was asleep in my lap and it was all I could do to look down at her tiny little body and think...

She is going to be a teenager one day. She is going to have her first crush one day. She is going to fall in love one day. She is going to make a really stupid decision based on an infatuation with the dad of the kids she babysits for. {ok... that's not actually what I thought, but you get the picture}

This tiny thing that I've been staring at for the past 7 weeks is slowly {but quickly} growing up to be her very own person. She is learning things from Z and I, from her grandparents, from our friends, and from the rest of the world, that will influence who she will become in the not-so-distant future.

Like I said... HOLY CRAP!

Then we started thinking about how much our lives have changed over the past 5-10-15 years.

5 years ago, we hadn't met one another yet.

10 years ago we were 14 and 15, just starting high school, thinking about the prospect of being able to drive a car.

15 years ago we were having slip n slide birthday parties and getting made fun of by the bullies in elementary school.

And look at us now. We are living our happily ever after lives with a beautiful house, two overly flatulent Boston Terriers, and a baby that couldn't be more perfect. A baby that we are responsible for from here on out {none of that "until she's an adult" crap... she's my baby forever... even when she starts having babies of her own... HOLY CRAP SHE'S GOING TO BE A MOTHER ONE DAY!} My oh my how our lives so quickly change.

Ugh... see what I mean about things getting heavy?

So yeah. It was a night of eye-opening realizations, reminiscing, chocolate fondu, Ryan Gosling, and looking into the future. Who knew Valentine's Day could be DEEP.

Until next time...

Any new parents out there come to one of these realizations recently? What triggered it?