This is what I'm doing today.Watching Baby Boy grow right in front of my eyes.
It's also what I did on Thursday. And Wednesday. Oh, and Tuesday too! Monday, yes, Monday also.
How can I not be thrilled to have him around? He will only poop at my house! I feel so..., honored? Daughter can't remember the last one she has changed. Son-in-law is purported to pray for this.
Now I realize just how much I over estimated what it meant to 'have a life'. The smiles and the laughs and the coos and the way he draws himself up in delight when he looks at my fat, saggy, aging face makes all the poop he could give out totally worth it!
Someday he will grow up enough to realize that I'm not anybody special. I'll insist that he pick up his toys, read for an hour for ever half hour of TV and not drop things into Grandpa's open snoring mouth. He probably won't like it.
But this week, I will continue to act certifiably nuts in his presence, and he will dance with delight.
And I will enjoy it all.
Even the poop.
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4 comments:
Awwww, he is just too cute! I remember when my son was that little, even though it wasn't really that long ago, it seems like ages.
Judy, thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving such a nice birthday wish.
don't blink....he'll sprout in that instant for sure!
Aww, how wonderful! LOL to the poop, thing, though. At least you know he's not constipated. I hear that's really hard on babies. But mine is also a poop machine, so I wouldn't know.
So sweet! I can't believe how he's growing so quickly!
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