This boy of mine…he just keeps getting better!
He makes me feel whole, like I have a purpose in this life.
He’s talking up a storm and we’re starting to really communicate. That also means plenty of tantrums and frustration when he can’t quite tell us what he’s feeling, but I suppose that’s all part of the drill. I wish I had the complete list of words to share (for your sake and mine) but I’m just not that good. We have plenty of ‘bye-bye’, ‘hi’, ‘please’ and ‘thanks’ (working on ‘thank you’) and he mimics just about everything that comes out of our mouths.
He has a sensitive side really coming out. When one of us walks away from a table, or lays him down for a nap…we get the saddest ‘ba-byeeeeeee’ you’ve ever heard. It literally brings tears to my eyes every time. He just doesn’t want us to go! He’s selective with his cuddles and hugs, which means when you get one…it’s heart-melting.
He love love loves dogs (‘Hi Dog!’), cars, wheels and abuaaaa (water).
His bed-head is to die for. And don’t get me started on that scrunchy smile.
He loves to be outside.
He spent most of the winter battling colds, so many that when he finally got healthy it seemed like a brand new
baby toddler in our house. He’s such a happy, funny, joyful, goofy kid.
He’s my favorite. Even snotty-faced, messy-haired and in his breakfast-covered Christmas pj’s. Only by the grace of God was I given this gift.
Love you, PA.