"There's just no accounting for happiness, or the way it turns up like a prodigal who comes back to the dust at your feet having squandered a fortune far away." (Jane Kenyon)
People have been asking me since he was born, "What's it like to have a boy in the house?" and I've always responded the same way, "Well, so far, he's just a really great baby." That is, until a few weeks ago, when those cars and trucks and trains that have been ignored for years by his female counterparts, started getting some real use. Maybe there's really something to all of that sugar and spice, frogs and snails stuff. I mean no one even had to show him how to push that thing around. Hmmm....
4 comments:
Happy Birthday to your cute baby boy and a belated happy birthday to you!
That comment was really from Janell.
Ahh! He got BIG! When did that happen? His face has gotten older (not to mention the pushing of cars . . .). He's darling.
He is cute! Another boy would be fun!
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