Ted Bear

If you have kids...isn't it the coolest thing in the world when they start to really communicate what they want? It's amazing to me. Part of life, how it goes, all kids do it, I know, but he's my boy, and watching him (and his big brother) impacts me greatly in particular. They are both communicating in different (obviously) ways but both learning, stretching, growing, and figuring it all out at their own level.

The Littlest loves his "Ted Bear" oh goodness how this thing has out of the blue become so important to him, especially at sleep times. The Oldest never had an affinity for anything, any stuffed animal, anything like that. No pacy, no dependancy on any of that, except for me, his Mamma when he was this age. Now, the Littlest, he has all the opposite things his big brother did not have in regard to that. Typical, kids are all so different, even siblings, but still, it amazes me. Same parents, same upbringing, same everything, nothing has changed. Funny to me.

Love that. Love that he's so bright and oh my gosh funny too. Is he the only kid who wants to suck on his toes just to make us laugh? I don't know! His laugh is SO big. Hmmm. Wonder where he got THAT from? I'm just sayin' --- it's not his Daddy.

I am suffering from a sudden and pretty lethal cold out of the blue. I took three Airbornes before bedtime (so miserable I was desparate to flood my system as I have that Property Inspection tomorrow) and one Pseudophed (sp). Um, passed out at 730 and my nose was on fire, my throat was on fire, sneezing ten times in a row in groups of 2 or 3, bad, bad, BAD. So now, here I am, up like it's 5:00 pm. GL.

Just sharing on the Ted Bear. He woke up a bit ago, and wanted ten gallons of milk, then all he wanted was (in a whisper) Ted Bear. I re tucked him in, and he rolled over and put his arm over his little buddy then said, "la loo" quietly. I'm not sure if he was telling his bear he loved him or me, but it melted my heart just the same as I oh so quietly tip toed out of his room. Love that. Love him. So I go down the hall to check on the big boy and he's all BIG. Half out of the sheets, boxers on, about to grow his feet right over the egde of the bed. Ah. Like night and day. I suppose as it should be. :)

Good night all.