the easy mornings and the tough ones.
holding hands with Aidan during our walk into daycare.
the nights he eats more than me for dinner along with the ones where he eats nothing but fruit and milk.
our trips to the pool, the jump park, and to other states for visits with friends.
our family walks after dinner.
all the reminders to not hit Mackenzie and that he’ll survive when she licks his hands. and not to feed her too many cheerios please!
the adorable and ridiculous things he says including but not limited to, “what’s dat guy doing?” & “what number’s dat?” (when he actually means letter) & “you kidding me?”
his sweet kisses.
his love of teddy.
his love for the water color kit.
how happy I am every time I come home from work.
