Sweet Grammaw.

We spent the last four days in sunny Florida, where we traveled to introduce our little guy to Shawn's extended family. We flew into Orlando and drove to both coasts to see different members of his family and had the sweetest visits with them.

Liam is nearly 7 months old and is pretty clingy to mom and dad these days. He'll smile at a thousand strangers if he's being held by one of us, but the moment he's passed to someone he doesn't know so well, his bottom lip comes out, he starts to cry, and he reaches for us again.

In light of that, we prayed for a miracle. Shawn's precious Grammaw is 88 years old and she's completely lost her vision. We don't know how many more visits we have with her, and this one - meeting her first great grandchild - was so important. So we'd prayed specifically that because Grammaw couldn't see Liam's sweet smile or big blue eyes from across the room, that Liam would allow her to hold him so she could smell his head and cuddle him. We knew it would mean the world.

God answered. I can't help but show you how unbelievable he was with her. He sat calmly in her arms, playing with her hands, looking up at her face, for at least half an hour - an incredible amount of time to sit still with anyone, let alone a woman he'd never met. Thank you, Jesus.

PS - We're so grateful for these photos and for the video taken with our phone, but we somehow left our real camera (with tons of pictures of Liam with Grammaw and other family members and our time at the beach) at the hotel. We've called and they haven't found it, but we're praying it turns up somewhere. I kind of can't think about what we've lost if it's gone.

UPDATE: The camera is found!!! It was turned in to the rental car company in Orlando and is being shipped back to us today. We could not be more thrilled!!!