I love this little dude so much. It brings tears to my eyes thinking about howm much I love him and the things he does like. Like randomly giving me a kiss, wrapping his arms around my legs before I leave for work, or even just sitting quietly next to me when he knows I’m too tired from work the night before. He really is such a sweet child, despite his rambunctious behavior. I chalk it up to him being too smart in his mind but not able to verbally and physically keep up so he gets frustrated, just as I do when he gets like that. Natural human reaction. Ahh. I just feel so lucky to be his mom. I didn’t deserve to be pregnant, or be a mother to such a healthy and intelligent child, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I’ll count my blessings.