18 Months

As I sit here listening to a little cough coming from the other room, I still can't believe he is mine. 18 months have passed, all way to quickly, since I was blessed with that little monster. What a joy he brings me (even today when the terrible 2's were in full swing). Just to know how much he has changed in the last 6 months amazes me. Watching him learn (like pulling the pillows off the couch to stand on to climb on the couch), explore, share, and smile just makes me feel euphoric (?). I really have no words. That silly boy is my life. On Sunday when he had a 105 fever, and then a ruptured eardrum, it made me so upset that he was sick (though he was still running around). We laid on the couch, and he slept on me for an hour. I had stuff to do, but I wanted nothing more than to cuddle with him (its been a year since he would sleep on me like that). It was a perfect afternoon. Wouldn't trade any moment with him for anything. So blessed, so in love

(18 month pics will be up soon as I figure how to upload and hubby lets me use other computer)