Anders. What a joy. We’re through the weeds of teething (for the moment), after four new ones towards the back sprang through a couple weeks ago. Such a design flaw that these babies have to teeth, right? I’d be happy to puree my child’s food for a few years if we could push back the teething process. Heck, I’d be happy to puree your child’s food for a few years too to save you from the woes of teething. His personality shines through when his mouth isn’t in pain and it is the best. So, in celebration of the adorable blue-eyed baby that is my sweet Anders, here’s his top five. Heart-achingly adorable to a mother only, and I am the lucky person who gets to wear that title. It is my favorite title in the entire world and he’s my favorite 17-month old in the whole world.
one. When he discovers we’re leaving the house because he hears me telling Parker to get his shoes on (thirty-two times; you can’t miss it.), he’ll go over to the back door, find his shoes, sit down on the floor, and put them on which means he’s simply touching the shoe to his foot. Of course, it’s not getting on his foot, but does that stop me from feeling so proud of him? As predicted, the answer is… no.
two. This is a new one, and the best discovery: I began singing John Denver’s “Sunshine on My Shoulders” to him the other day (it’s sort of my sing-to-my-boys song if I had to name one.) and he kept shaking his head no. At one point, he even whimpered! It made me laugh so hard, that it made him laugh so hard, and became a thing. I’d begin singing, “Sunshine…” and he’d shake his head no, with a big smile on his face. It was so funny. Why do you hate my singing, Anders?!
three. Along the same lines, when he’s nursing, I ask him, “All done?!” He burrows his face deeper into my chest and shakes his head no with a smile on his face. We do it, over and over, and I can tell he thinks it’s really funny. Seeing his sense of humor is my favorite (and how much he loves it when I laugh too.)
four. Chasing him. Have I already said this? It’s so funny. When Parker chases him, it gets a little intense that he just shrieks ear-piercingly loud, but when I chase him he backs himself into a corner, and then gets super excited until I get him, or launches for me for a hug. Best.
five. I brought in Steve for this last one. He said, “I like his waddle.” “I like when he walks to me when I come home from work, hugs both my legs, and drops his head in between my legs.” I can attest, it’s really cute.
For you, Anders: We love you SO MUCH, buddy. Wherever you are one day reading this, will you come home and give us a huge hug? You give the best hugs, and I suspect we will love them for the rest of time and then some. We are so happy to be your Mom and Dad.
Love this! You do such a good job of describing each thing that I can totally visualize it, & it's so.stinkin.cute!
He is such a cutie & Im loving seeing his interactions over on snapchat (good ol snapchat…)