There are a so many times....

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When you come up to me each day just to kiss me or hug me. I don't even have to do anything to illicit it. There are just times you want to convey your love for us and decide to do so. Heart-stopping.

Our family...

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It was so much fun, the 3 of us, enjoying the beach through your eyes. You definitely loved the water, running straight out into it without comprehension that it was so huge and deep. The sand did bother you though. There were times, like eating, you just wanted it off you, all to no avail. Wash your hands and then, poof, you reach and touch something so fast and before I knew it your sandwich has sand in it, your chips, everything. You did NOT like the cold showers... but, common, who does? ;)

No one but me would know...

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your version of singing. I'm sure to anyone else it just sounds like more of your interesting dialogue or just noises. But Mommy knows that now you try to hum along with her, try and sing when she's singing. Ah what a duet we make.

I'm going to eat you!!!!!!!

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New tastes. Adventurous outings. Summer is so much fun with you.

Baby boy...

Oh son. We are having the best time together lately... not that we haven't always. But this age is so great because your "turning wheels" are very apparent. You play by yourself and are actually acting things out, but then you also come to me to "check in", wanting to just give me a kiss or hug, just because you feel you need one. There are definitely games you enjoy playing, hide and seek, lately also throwing yourself on pillows and rolling around, you enjoy books so much too. But our days are long and full of so many precious moments. I can't say it enough times or express it properly, but each time I hold you in the calm and the chaos; each time I feel your body move to do it's own will the Creator is the most present. It's as if she is knelt down with us, entering into our embraces, keeping my senses on high alert, making me keener to take it all in. Helping me savor and store the look of sunshine on your peach-fuzz covered legs, the smell of your breath from a gapping slack-open mouth, the gold sparkle from your father within the deep blue from me in your shinning eyes, the grip of your hand seeking reassurance as it grasps my finger when we take a walk, the joy you exude when hearing and dancing to music.