What can I say…I LOVE this boy!
He makes me smile and laugh every day. He also melts my heart. I love hearing him laugh from his belly, and pray, and say “I love you” out of the blue. I love that he always wants “to play with daddy”. He often says “I want my mommy”. He has quite the imagination. He loves batman, and Scooby Doo, and Veggie tales, Tarzan and Mickey Mouse. He loves to play “Choo choo’s” and “cars”. He tries to do things just like his daddy. He likes to help me in the kitchen. He LOVES chocolate milk. He is stubborn – like me. He is smart. He is difficult at times. He is polite (at least working on it). He is going potty on the big potty. He is wearing big boy underwear. He is very curious. He is compassionate. He likes to play on the computer with his aunt Stacey. He loves apples, he has to have at least one a day. He is independent. He is funny. He knows he is funny. He likes bath time. He likes to cuddle. He likes his softie blanket, it was actually his daddy’s when he was little. He likes to go to church. He likes to play with his friends. He loves his grandparents. He gets excited to go to Target. He knows how to “work the system”. (Today he said he wanted to go get a haircut. A few minutes later I asked him if he still wanted to get a haircut and he said “uh hugh, I want to go see toys”. He remembered that last time he went to get a haircut, his daddy told him that if he was good they would go to Toys R Us to look around. Smart Kid.) He likes to go to the library. He likes books. He loves to wear his daddy’s hat. I love that. I love my boy.