The son keeps us on our toes these days. He is a stair-climber, potting-soil digger, unidentifiable crumb tast-tester, emotion detector, and true sweetheart. It has been said of M. that I am his “BFF” (ie. “Best Friend Forever”). I can attest to this, and I will be the first to admit, I do make a great friend. I keep this boy safe, fed, clothed and loved, and that is HARD WORK!
{This is M’s “I’m drooling, I’m teething. See my two-teeth grin, with eyes bluer than blue” look}
{This is M’s “laugh-out-loud, how can you resist me mom, I’m a sweetheart” look}
{This is his “catch me while you can, don’t you love my beautiful lashes” look}
Love you, my little best friend forever.
