14 Months. What?!

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My little boy is 14 months old. Goodness me. I can’t believe it.

I love my snuggly, crazy, adventurous, funny boy.

Abram, you LOVE your sister. Love her. She makes you laugh and smile all the time and you love being around her. She loves you too. You are the only “baby” she likes to share and play with. She does not prefer that you go into her room but we worked out a deal that allows you entry on occasion.

You also really love your Dog. It is very funny that Mosley lays around and pretty much just lets you roll all over him. You like to hug and snuggle him and I can tell that the two of you have a very special bond. I don’t love Mosley as much as you do so you are the only reason we still have him.

You still love food. Love it. You eat all day long. All day. I don’t have enough food to feed you so you don’t eat as healthy as Lucy did. Sorry! But, don’t worry, you are a boy so those things wont effect you the same way. Hey, at least you’re being fed! Despite the fact that you only have four teeth, your favorite foods include string cheese, eggs, grapes and pasta. And you drink about a gallon of Almond Milk a week.

You have recently started freestyle dancing which is really fun and your favorite songs is “If You’re Happy and You Know It”. You like to jump, play catch (all the time), ruin rolls of toilet paper, take baths (though lately you have pooped during every single bath so I stopped bathing you :P), ride on Daddy’s shoulders, climb up slides and climb out of the grocery cart. Needless to say, you are a handful. Thank God you take awesome naps.

I love you for taking naps.

You don’t sit still long enough to have a favorite book yet but you do like to pull them off of the book shelf.

You have the best smile and giggle. People will probably make fun of you for the way you laugh one day but I think it’s great. It is very easy to make you smile.

You have been walking officially now for exactly a month. You have recently mastered climbing down the steps though you have been climbing up them for quite a while.

You are saying just a few words so far and “Ma-Ma” is NOT one of them. Anytime Buddy. Really. Lucy told me you have said it before but I didn’t hear it so it doesn’t count.

So, my little pookie, I love you. Your smile and snuggles make the most stressful days worth while. I can’t wait to see all of the things God has planned for you. I love your smooshy cheeks. I love your chunky thighs. I love how excited you get to see your Daddy. I love watching you squeal for joy when you see your sister. Your love for others is infectious and one of the things God is teaching me through you. Along with growing me in patience. And teaching me how to continually put the needs of others before my own . Darn it.

I love you forever!

Say it with me: “MA-MA!”

 

PS. You stink.

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