Then while playing with the same sweetest this afternoon, he pulled himself up and started scooting - in the wrong direction. Yep, he is now a backwards scooter. Loved that too.
As if this excitement wasn't enough, my very own sweetest picked up his sippy cup and took a few slugs all on his own. Loved that - kinda. When I say kinda I mean that I am kinda not ready for my sweetest to grow up so fast. Surely because I am kinda enjoying how he lathers on the kisses when he sees me (really, he does) and I am kinda loving how he is utterly and completely a mama's boy. I am kinda loving how he looks at me and how he chats with me. I am kinda loving how he leans for me and how he knows how much I love him. I am kinda loving it all. Well, maybe I shouldn't say all --- the nights are rough at the Christensen's house (enough said) - but yes, I will say all because I kinda love how he needs me... 24/7.