Special Indeed.

Boo to Bug: "You are my special present."
Boo: "Mom, he is such a special present to me. I never thought I'd get such a special present as a baby!"
Looking back at Bug, speaking in a babyish tone: "You're just my special little baby present."

Mornings...

"What WILL we eat in Heaven?"

While eating lunch yesterday with Boo...

Boo: "Mom, what will we eat in Heaven?"
Me: "I'm not sure. That's a good question."
Boo: "Hmmm... Maybe chicken."
Me: "That sounds like a good guess."
Boo: "Yeah- I think only God and Jesus know. Right, Mom?"
Me: "I think so."
Boo: "Mom! I need to go say a prayer!"
(Kneeling together by the couch:)
Boo: "Dear God and Jesus, what will we eat in Heaven? I love you God and Jesus. I love this world, better than the whole wide world!
Amen."

Grandpa and Boo converse (Grandpa's account)

Boo: "What happened, Grandpa?" While pointing at a scab on his arm.
Grandpa: "That's a spider bite."
Boo: "Ouch. My mom can fix it, she's a doctor."
Grandpa: "She is?"
Boo: "Well, no. But she's kind of like a doctor. She's amazing!"
Grandpa: "Well, I'll have to let her take a look then."
Boo: "Yeah, she always makes me feel better."

Those are the reasons I wake up in the morning. :)

Bug's first meat-eating...attempt

I fed him pork. Ground up pork that smelled like cat food. YUM! I was shocked when it made him gag.





Bug: "Are you kidding me!?"


After I laughed at his reaction...




Eating his bib so I won't put more in his mouth.


The look that says, "Not a chance."

Fiercely a mamma's boy

Our conversation during dinner last night at Grandma's:

Boo: "Mom, come sit by me!"
Me: "OK."
Brock from across the kitchen sitting by himself, "Grey are you my buddy?"
Boo: "I'm Mommy's buddy."
Brock: "Grey, are you my homeboy?"
Boo: (No answer.)
Brock: "Grey, are you my buddy or what?"
Boo: "Dad! I'm your buddy that says, 'stop asking me questions so I can eat!'"

My babinski

A few things I've learned over the past two months about my happy little guy:

He loves being kissed, touched and loved on. Whenever I kiss him or caress my face on his, he smiles.

He is very expressive and will look right into my eyes when he's "telling" me something, be it crying, cooing or opening his mouth as wide as possible wanting to eat.

Has about a million different expressions all of which melt my heart.

When I rub the back of his little neck he burps 99 percent of the time. It's genius.

He is a cuddle bug.

He loves to be swaddled as tightly as humanly possible.

If he's not swaddled his hands will involuntarily rise above his head making him feel like he's flying.

He does not like to feel like he's flying.

He likes to watch Boo play.

Is soothed by the sound of running water.

Likes medicine a great deal. So much so that when put in his mouth he laughs so hard he can't suck it off the teaspoon.

He understands jokes and will laugh when you tell one in his presence or tease him.

Has the goofiest smile and laugh that makes me love him so much I can't stand it!

Is the sweetest guy, just like his big brother.

Hates riding in the car.

Loves his swing.

He loves his milk. Sometimes his bottle makes him laugh too.

Stops crying to the sound of his mommy's voice.

Bug had his 2-month doctor's appointment yesterday and is apparently a very big boy. I knew this already due to the way people tend to look at me when I tell them he's only 2 months. They look at him for awhile in a confused state, back to me and then back to him, always ending with, "Big boy!"

The doctor, however, gave me concrete evidence that I am indeed raising a "big boy."

He weighs 13 lbs. 8 oz., putting him in the 86 percentile for weight.
He is 24 1/4 inches tall, putting him in the 89 percentile for height.

I LOVE my big baby boy!!