My Boy

My boy.  I still can't get over those words.  I have a baby boy!  And it's magic.  I feel like I can usually find all the gushy words to sum up how I'm feeling about my babies, but I've been trying to write this post for over a month now and words just don't measure up to these big emotions.  People were right when they said there's something special about boys.  Of course every one of my babies is special, but there really is something different about a boy.  As soon as they put him on my chest, I could feel it.  He was my boy.  And I was so in love.

The last 3 months with this sweet boy have been the best 3 months.  It's funny how your family can seem so complete until you add another baby, and all of a sudden you can't even remember life before them.  I could live forever in these days of having his little warm body curled up on my chest, that sweet breath, buttery skin, knuckle dimples, rubber band wrists...it's all too good.  My kind of heaven. 

But toddling one year olds, silly two year olds, and chatty three year olds are their own kind of heaven too.  Can't wait to see all the fun he has in store for us!  Plus I could use a lesson or two on dinosaurs and Tonka trucks.  ;)

Here are some photos from his very first bath at home!  Can't believe how he's grown already!!

- K

Yes, that's a pink towel with flowers.  And, yes, that has since been remedied.  ;)  

A Bedtime Story

I was going to post those photos from the museum I'd promised, but tonight was a night that will go down in my memory record books and I had to share it here.  Ryan had to be gone past bedtime so I got to give our girl a bath and get her ready for bed on my own.  She loves for me to get in her crib with her, which I oblige more often than not because I tend to get the very best snuggles when I'm in there.  Tonight was no different and after her bath she wanted straight in her crib, then stuck her fat little pointer finger into the bed next to her, saying "mama".  I threw in her lotion, comb, and pj's and climbed right in.  I tend to sing all sorts of silly songs when we're getting ready for naps or bedtime and tonight I started singing that Barney song, you know the one.  "I love you, you love me..."  We haven't watched Barney in a really long time, and I haven't sung that song in forever but as I got to the hug part she stood up and threw herself at me, wrapping her little arms tight around me.  As I continued to the "kiss from you to me" she pulled her little head back and gave me a big old smooch right on the lips.  I think my heart literally smiled, skipped a beat, and jumped for joy.  It was pure magic.  I asked her where she knew the song from and she just looks at me and says "Barn Barn."  I laughed and said "How did you get so smart?!"  And she goes "Dora." 

That little girl seriously kills me.

- K