This little guy. I just have to tell you how adorable he is.
He grins from cheek to cheek, showing off these perfect little white teeth.
He has adorable toddler-speak, lots of "mine tan't do it" "go outide" "openinin it," etc.
He has a serious toddler arm. You'll be half paying attention to a game of catch, and then he'll suddenly pitch a ball overhand at your face. Not maliciously, he just doesn't know how hard he can throw.
He just runs and will not put on the brakes. There are some serious high-impact hugs. And I let him run ahead of me at the dentist office knowing he couldn't get out the big glass doors, and he just ran straight into the door. Like a bird that didn't see it. He was okay.
He's built like he's made of rubber. He just bounces off of something and keeps running.
He loves to help and brings me all the clean dishes from the dishwasher. And the dirty dishes that I don't want him me to bring.
He's determined. He likes the little rings on our swing set and asks me to pick him up so he can hang from them. I saw him run inside to get a stool and wasn't sure where this was going. He put it under the rings and stretched up with all his might even though they were so far away, so cute.
His little dance moves are fantastic.
So, he is a busy guy that wears me out, and the other boys are still adjusting to him, but man, he is a cutie. I'll be honest that I'm going to have to work hard at keeping my heart in check here and not start wishing for what's not mine to wish for.