Friday this not so little guy turns two!
He makes my heart swell.
He jabbers like you wouldn't believe and if he has nothing "real" to say you can tell by him starting off with "Sooooo," and then a completely long run on jabber sentence ensues. He has no fear holding his own. He loves football! Daily I'm asked if he can go to the football game. I wish you could hear the way he asks it. I haven't decided if we have a running back or a defensive lineman on our hands. We definitely don't have a kicker! That one is still growing in my belly. Wyatt has the QB position all tied up. In case you were wondering.
This may be a baseball helmet to you, but it is a football helmet to him when worn this way. Don't try to tell him any different or put it on the right way.
His smile is heartwarming and his love is breathtaking. He's a prayer, a teaser, a blamer, and a fruit and veggie eater. He eats lemons like they are gummy snacks.
He gives the best hugs and kisses and sings the best songs. Undo It by Carrie Underwood is one of his favs! Don't know why, but it is catchy to him and he will sing along every time. He's a cowboy and loves riding horses. He's got the pouty face down pat.
His hair is unruly. His teeth have perfect gaps. His cheeks are kissably soft. His eyes are envious and the little chub in his thighs is undeniably adorable even now.
He is as handsome as he can be. People just love to comment about him.
He loves to wake up and say, "Mommy, it is morning time!"