My son is like a gift that you get to unwrap slowly
Awww...
Well you may find it completely enjoyable to unwrap a gift slowly..... Me, I'm the kind of person that likes to just rip it open and get to the gift!
GRINS!
My son was born on December 28th, 2004. A Tax baby. Actually if it wasn't for him being born early, we would have owed the government $800. So the boy is a true gift. =)
I love my son. I love just laying on the floor with him, and watch his flailing attempts to manipulate the world. The only complaint I have.... he is taking way to much time growing up. =) LOL Yes, yes... I know... enjoy this time while I have it. Take in the wonders of watching a human grow. The thing is, I don't want to enjoy this without him! He won't remember the joy of holding his bottle for the first time. He won't remember the feeling of finding his laugh. He won't even remember what it was like to go from an all fluid diet to one of mushy foods.
Right now, he's eight months old, and he seems frustrated. He looks about the room and sees all kinds of things he'd like to touch and even that toy that is just out of arms reach, and cries in frustration. Well I share his frustration.
I really look forward to the days where I can sit with him and explain all that he sees, and for him to understand.
Yes, I know I'm a man asking for trouble.... but those days will come anyhow.... so I'd rather just get right to the gift!
Well you may find it completely enjoyable to unwrap a gift slowly..... Me, I'm the kind of person that likes to just rip it open and get to the gift!
GRINS!
My son was born on December 28th, 2004. A Tax baby. Actually if it wasn't for him being born early, we would have owed the government $800. So the boy is a true gift. =)
I love my son. I love just laying on the floor with him, and watch his flailing attempts to manipulate the world. The only complaint I have.... he is taking way to much time growing up. =) LOL Yes, yes... I know... enjoy this time while I have it. Take in the wonders of watching a human grow. The thing is, I don't want to enjoy this without him! He won't remember the joy of holding his bottle for the first time. He won't remember the feeling of finding his laugh. He won't even remember what it was like to go from an all fluid diet to one of mushy foods.
Right now, he's eight months old, and he seems frustrated. He looks about the room and sees all kinds of things he'd like to touch and even that toy that is just out of arms reach, and cries in frustration. Well I share his frustration.
I really look forward to the days where I can sit with him and explain all that he sees, and for him to understand.
Yes, I know I'm a man asking for trouble.... but those days will come anyhow.... so I'd rather just get right to the gift!