Oliver, Oliver…amor da minha vida.
You are so full of peace and joy...that is how I describe you, our little piece of heaven.
You have learned, though, to get mad at your brother when he bothers you, takes a toy away from you, or is all over you (you don’t like touchy people, I take it!).
You learned to sit-up right around Thanksgiving break, and sure enough started pulling up by Christmas break!!!
You love your mommy and look for daddy when you hear his voice.
You try to get to things by shaking your whole body (to see if your little but will go anywhere).
You love your Exersaucer, but mommy’s lap is so much better! J
You love your teachers at daycare, and your face lights up when they talk to you.
You started eating meats this past week, and you like it much better than plain veggies…now, your favorite thing is fruit!!! That is what you like!
You like crackers and wagon wheels, have tried bagels and little fruit stars...and you love them all!
I love you so much it hurts.
Somehow I did not know what peace was until you came into my life, filho.
When I am rocking you, when I smell your little neck, when I kiss your bald head, when you are napping in my arms…that is what peace feels like!
You are so full of peace and joy...that is how I describe you, our little piece of heaven.
You have learned, though, to get mad at your brother when he bothers you, takes a toy away from you, or is all over you (you don’t like touchy people, I take it!).
You learned to sit-up right around Thanksgiving break, and sure enough started pulling up by Christmas break!!!
You love your mommy and look for daddy when you hear his voice.
You try to get to things by shaking your whole body (to see if your little but will go anywhere).
You love your Exersaucer, but mommy’s lap is so much better! J
You love your teachers at daycare, and your face lights up when they talk to you.
You started eating meats this past week, and you like it much better than plain veggies…now, your favorite thing is fruit!!! That is what you like!
You like crackers and wagon wheels, have tried bagels and little fruit stars...and you love them all!
I love you so much it hurts.
Somehow I did not know what peace was until you came into my life, filho.
When I am rocking you, when I smell your little neck, when I kiss your bald head, when you are napping in my arms…that is what peace feels like!
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