He is the only child I know of that loves to have is nose booger sucked. That's a technical term for removing snot with a bulb syringe. Serisously, he giggles like crazy. He loves his brother and sister. You can see a notable difference in his attitude when they are home and when they are away. It is so sweet. He is a smart little boy. He catches on soooooo quickly, which may or may not be a good thing. D still swears up and down that Little D looks like him. He resembles him in some ways, but every time I look at him, I feel like I am looking at one of my baby pictures. It's fitting, since his birthday is the day before mine. I'm really surprised that his hair has taken a reddish tint and his eyes are still blue. I figured I would have a brown haired, brown eyed baby.
The above picture was taken one afternoon while I was doing dishes. I have to put him in his bouncy seat so that he doesn't hurt himself on anything when my back is turned. I noticed he had gotten pretty quiet. I went to check on him and saw that he had fallen asleep in his bouncy seat. LOL. Poor guy.
I love all of my children and I am so blessed to have such healthy, well-behaved children. They mean the world to me. I would bend over backwards to make sure they have everything they need. I do spoil my children occassionally, but I don't spoil them rotten. Every now and then I will want just a night away from them, but then I wonder what I would do without them? I have to have the noise, the blabbering, the mess, someone constantly needing me. It's a great feeling having those little arms sqeeze you tight, their little lips giving you a quick peck on the cheek and hearing, "I love you, Mommy."