The boy child of ours is the best. He’s full of personality and we laugh at him and with him all day long. He is usually disguised as a super hero or ninja or firefighter on most days. He went to the gym with me in Spiderman jammies last night. Some battles just aren’t worth fighting.
He has a crazy-good imagination and tells stories so elaborate and detailed, you’re pretty convinced that preciptinator is a word and that it is used to blast bad guys out of this universe. I believe him.
He can write is name and loves numbers and letters. He tells us he loves us fifty-five-forty-nine-eight-one pounds on the regular. I don’t know how much that is, but it must be a lot.
He also looooooooves our dog. Leland. And, yes, she’s painted like a tiger. Did I mention B went to dog grooming school? Different story for a different day :) But, yes, Becks and Leland are BFF.
His Christmas program was yesterday and he had a speaking part. So proud.
I’ve gone back to work part-time and am getting to spend lots of lovely time with him. So blessed.
Happy Tuesday :)