my very own little man is two today. it makes me want to cry. why does he have to grow up? he is absolutely the most perfect specimen that god could create. he is ever-so-charming and hilarious and seeks the attention of every single person he stumbles across. he never fails. he makes every single one of our days better. we laugh more because of him and get the best snuggles and kisses every night before bed. ada adores him. he has made her a better person too. he is whimsical and carefree, yet witty and incredibly bright. he is strong, fast, and sneaky. he should never be out of our sight for even one minute (did i mention that he emptied an entire tube of toothpaste on every wall, banister, hallway of our upstairs this morning? it still smells extra minty up there.) he loves bikes, trucks, motorcycles, music, dancing, chocolate milk, kraft macaroni and cheese, pancakes, train rides, swimming, running, riding bikes, but mostly he loves his family. he loves ada. he loves his baba, and he loves me. and he always shows us. we are lucky.
he is so self-motivated, he will accomplish so many amazing things in his life. but he will always be my little boy. and he will always be perfect.
the day he was born. 11/06/08. 1:21pm, 9lb. 1oz. 20 in.
his first day at home.
love.
elias' first birthday. one year ago. so many changes.
my little man.
Such a lovely post. I love how his smile has not changed! He is so handsome.
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