Week Fifteen/Fifty-Two
"A portrait of my child(ren) once a week, every week in 2014"
Lordy, Lordy. The countdown has begun. We have officially
hit the eleven month mark. Less then 4 weeks until he is a year old. And say it
with me everyone…“it’s killing me!” I know I sound like a crazed Mama on
repeat…but seriously. I can’t take it.
Someday I will come to terms and appreciate him moving (swiftly) out of infant and (likely) even toddler-hood. To be
honest when I think of all of the times I catch him doing stuff like this…a preschooler doesn't seem so bad.
This week he discovered the joy of handing us things. Toys, socks, tiny little pieces of lint picked off the ; he loves to pass things off. We also discovered that he knows how to drink through a straw...genius! And this little boy, my baby boy, sure is one hell of a mess maker. Eating paper, playing in toilets, throwing things, splashing in the tub. Everything messy he adores. Good thing we all adore him right back!
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