Aside from the fact that he's starting to give me attitude and argue with me, I love my little boy and everything about him in a way that I sometimes think is excessive. Regardless, he's at such a fun age right now. Here are some of my current favorite things:
I love that he is a mommy's boy, although it can be exhausting sometimes.
I love his sweet, innocent giggles and his deep, belly laughs.
I love not knowing if he's going to give me sweet kisses, put me in a headlock, or both.
I love our snuggle time on the couch at night.
I love that his snowman ball is his security blanket.
I love that he has to sleep with everything new.
I love when he asks, "you wanna play with me?"
I love when he runs to someone, yelling their name, then jumps into their arms with such excitement.
I love that he does not mind going to Gwen's in the mornings, but is happy to see me when I pick him up.
I love taking him to the zoo and to the park to play and feed the ducks.
I love his voice and the way he still can't pronounce certain letters.
I love his excitement over simple surprises.
I love his long, skinny toes.
I love his blue eyes that seem so much blue-er in the sunlight.
I love that he loves to run, jump, climb, slide, dance, wrestle, and learn as much as his little mind and body can.
I love to see him and Mark playing together.
I love that he is a happy child.
I love being his Mommy.
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