LOVE....

You know I always write about my sweet boy and all of the things he is doing and how much I love him and what crazy adventures we have been on. To be honest, I just can't tell the world enough how much I love this kid. I loved him from the moment I heard that tiny beating heart on the machine at the doctors office. And the moment I saw his little gunk covered face and body in the OR, I was smitten. I brag on his accomplishments, I talk about how great of a kid he is. Heck, I know, I'm that annoying Mom that shows off all nine thousand pictures of her baby to anyone that will look. But, I love my boy. He makes me the happiest Mommy ever.

Talent is growing and getting big. He started sleeping in his big boy bed this week. He's started saying a few new words. He's even started trying to tell me when he needs to potty. I think we jumped the gun a bit on potty training, but, the thought is in his head and he is starting to show an interest now. He's learning to use real cups instead of a sippy, and he's actually trying new foods. I still have probably the tiniest two year old ever, weighing in at only 24.7 lbs, but he's growing. He's healthy and happy. And I couldn't be more in love.

We love to laugh together!

Watching movies while I was sick.

At his Uncle Michael's for dinner.

At his Uncle Michael's exploring with Daddy!

Guy talk with Daddy!

Uncle Michael's waiting on dinner.

Playing with Daddy!