He is tall. So so tall. I swear nothing is out of his reach.
We have to change his diaper, and his clothes, while he is moving.
He comes cruising to the bathtub whenever he hears the water running.
He eats PBJs and Mac and Cheese. And he shares with the dog.
He is covered in bruises and bumps.
He likes to play pass.
He waves hello and goodbye, gives high fives, and is learning to blow kisses.
He manages to get dirty everyday.
He laughs when we do.
He gives real hugs. Puts his arms around our necks and squeezes tight.
My little one seems all sorts of grown up these days.
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