Wednesday, February 4, 2009
If Love Was a Baby
If love was a baby his name would be Chase. There is nothing I don't absolutely adore about this kid. Even a middle of the night bottle for him is not that bad because he goes right back down once he gets it.
Chase turned 1 today. Where oh where did this year go? How is he still alive is a better question. With his 2 older brothers around 24/7, combined with the neglect that comes from being the 3rd child, it is truly a miracle that he made it to 1.
Some of my favorite things about Chase:
-His little growl when he turbo crawls it to destroy a train set, block tower, or anything else the boys don't want him to get.
-His willingness/desire to sleep in a portable crib in the closet of the boys' room.
-His nuzzle into my shoulder when I ask for "loves."
-His snotty-nosed, open mouthed kiss when I ask for "kisses."
-His belly laugh when he gets tickled.
-His desperate look on his face when he's being carried by Toby.
-His face when he sees me in the morning.
I am the luckiest Mom to get to be with this little angel every day. Happy birthday little man!