Not a day goes by that I'm not thankful for this boy. Sometimes I'm thankful for him every MINUTE of every day. It blows my mind that when I was pregnant with him, I was hoping for a girl. What can I say? With sisters like mine, is it so wrong to hope for a sister for S? But from the minute I saw him, I couldn't believe I ever wished for anything other than what I got. And now that his separation anxiety is in remission (hopefully never to return!), he is practically perfect.
He love Legos. No, he LOVES Legos! He can play and build with them for hours. Or play Lego Star Wars for hours.
He is kind... seriously one of the most empathetic people I've ever met, big or small. He really gets how people are feeling, and takes some of their pain upon himself. He always understands how I am feeling; whether I explain it to him or not. And I always understand how he's feeling. We just 'get' each other... in the same way that Trav and S get each other. It will be fun to see who oz is like!
This picture really captures how far he's come. One year ago he wouldn't have even gone inside a building where a tarantula was. This summer he held one in his hand! And did it before his usually fearless sister did! Amazing how brave he has become. It's been so wonderful to see him come into his own. Sometimes (most times) I love him so much it hurts. And he wonders why I hug him so hard!!!