i stalk my son.
i know, i know...creeps-ville. but hear me out! it's totally not done in a creepy fashion...it's just something that ends up happening. i can't get over how much of a "big boy" he is. he's not my little baby anymore. he can see further than what's in his direct line of sight. if he wants something, he can go get it. he has a personality...and a wicked one at that. he cracks himself up daily. <---i think he gets that from the both of us. he's curious about things and likes to figure them out. and the words 'no' or 'stop' or 'don't', immediately mean to do it again. instead of just looking at an object, he has to taste it to see what it is.
i mean...i just. can't. get. over. this. kid.
adjusted the mirror so i could watch him as he looked around at the scenery and nom-ed on a vanilla wafer and talked to himself. weird, right?
i'm less 'near tears' and more just slack-jawed in awe over this kid. he's pretty much the most awesome-est person i've ever met and i could watch him all day.
you think he'll be creeped out by that when he's older?
vote for us! plz plz pretty plz?