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My little man is only 5 months, but he is all boy.
He tries to dive out of my arms to bomb the cat with his sticky, grubby, wet, sweet, little hands.
He belly laughs with glee when Mommy bangs her head on the fuse box and jumps around going oww, owww, owww.
He is happiest when Daddy is throwing him up in the air singing their song which goes something like this-Slam! do-da-da, do-da-da! Let the boys be boys!
He uses all his toys like sledge hammers.
He never stops kicking and rolling and pulling up. He growls and he grunts when he is frustrated. And, he screams out in joy when he is happy.
He loves anything LOUD!! There is no volume control with this one.
He is super strong.
He loves to pull hair. Mine is his favorite. But, he also tried to pull the hair of the little girl sitting next to us in church-Good thing Mommy is quick!
He loves to sit on my lap and look at me sweetly. He lulls you into a sense of calm before he goes in for the kill. He dive bombs into my face with his face-to try and suck on my nose or my chin. Sticky, Sticky, Sticky!!!
He is devilish and charming and wild and sweet all wrapped into one.
He is 5 months and you can tell he already wants to conquer the world.
Yet, when he is tired-all he wants is the soft pillow only Mommy can provide.
I love my boy so much.
Peace,
K
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