I told Webb the other day that I just want to bottle him up and keep him this age forever. He is such a big boy- doing things by himself, telling us when he's ready for a bath and bedtime, and helping some with picking up toys and clearing the dinner table. He is such a talker. The other day on our bike ride, he talked the whole time. He talked about the birds, the trees, the bushes, the sky, "pedalwin" his new bike, the squirrel we saw who was "broken" because he was missing his tail. Listening to him talk to his trucks and trains. Hearing "Whoah, look at that!" or "This trucks picking up a rocks." Or hearing him say the blessing: "Dear Lord, thank you for us meal, thank you for us meal, help us, lead us, direct us, way to have us go AMEN!" Ahhh! I could simply eat him up!
Tonight, we're snuggled up, listening to it sleet and thunder. Last weekend it was 72!
Here's to lots of snow in the morning!
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