|though a cool picture, this expression is odd.|
|just no words will adequately describe what this does to my heart.|
|This was that time in the autumn of 2011 when I just let them do things like this.|
|such a cute kid|
|back when they were "friends". I am blessed with exceptionally adorable kids.|
|I just can't even believe he's so grown up.|
|such a pouty mouth|
A little raggamuffin cutie pie
|Umm, I'm just not sure I'm ready to be the big brother.|
|oh, I love baby boys in stripes and overalls, with little rolled up tongues. chubby legs. ohhh.|
So, #4 is ELEVEN today. Levi Taylor Young wasn't due till November 7th. He had other plans...and still does to this day.
I can honestly say he was my easiest and fastest labor and delivery. Seven pounds and three ounces of mewing baby boy. He was somewhat lethargic when he came out but eventually got around to crying. He's always been a squeaker boy. Just really laid back and seemingly non-chalant. He is so tender, caring and friendly. Thoughtful, quiet, avoids working on school at almost all costs, and one of my favorite people.
Today, we've been home all day, anticipating supposed severe thunderstorms and such. We hadn't planned to trick or treat but it's been postponed. He asked for some very specific things on his day...
1.) Spaghetti with salad and garlic bread
3.) A movie, and we plan to go see Monsters University in the theatre one more time.
And since we got him that snazzy bike at the beginning of the month, I'm all clear to NOT buy him anything else (though I did buckle and buy him a set of lights for his snazzy new wheels).
David is currently out of town in my hometown, staying with my awesome relatives (thanks Uncle Frank and Aunt Nan, for putting them up), so I'm guessing we will have to, get to celebrate once more when Father David arrives home safe and sound.
Until then, I'm outta here. Sorry for never getting around to updating the harvest party post...I may do that later on.