I am loving this boy. I know you already know this, yet I just can’t express it enough. I am just loving this stage. Every stage has its perks. This one makes me laugh…and we all know how I love to laugh. It also makes me tired in a whole new tired way. It is a good tired and not the “drunk” tired of the infant stage. This is a sleep good tired and I like it, even though I sometimes complain. I really shouldn’t.
Henry does and says the funniest things. He is a little character. I admit that he is my child. Beware! He is a little clown and I adore it. Henry will get into things and find things I did not know we even had. He found this water gun in the above photo in a random cabinet that I had for the Fab 4 a few years back. Never a dull moment. He had never played with a gun so his Daddy was demonstrating. I am not sure Henry thought it was all that fun…shooting his mother and all.
I am really trying my hardest to cherish all these sweet and simple times because I know they will soon be gone and he will be a big boy that I am no longer able to pick up and carry on my hip. We have a bar in our kitchen that sticks out a little ways. He always walked under it and hid from us. He now hits his head. Bittersweet times to see him now duck as he walks under it.
When I was pregnant I always thought of my baby boy at this stage. This is the stage I would day dream about. I remember truck rides with Randall and I would talk about what it would be like, what we would do, where we would go, etc. It is exactly what I imagined in my heart, and better. Yes, we have trying days and exhausting days, yet even those days have their precious and memorable moments. Life is what we choose to make of it. I am so thankful for my little family of 3 and all it is turning out to be. Being a Mama has taught me to count my blessings one by one in a whole new fashion and I hope in turn I am teaching Henry to do the same.