i'm having a love affair.
he's about 2 feet tall,
he's pretty chunky,
and he only has 6 teeth.
and i love the heck out of him.
it's different this time than it was with Archer and Ivy.
i'm not the anxiety ridden mother i was with them.
he's not the first
he doesn't talk back, heck, he doesn't even talk.
he doesn't whine.
he doesn't cry often.
and when he does, i usually know what to do to make it all better.
i love how he smiles everytime i look at him.
i love how inquisitive he is.
he reminds me of the babies that Archer and Ivy used to be.
and they remind me that Jet's going to be as big as them in no time.
probably bigger, 'cause at 9 months he's bigger than Archer and Ivy were at 12 months.
but i'm trying to cherish these moments.
soon enough he'll learn to roll his eyes and whine all his requests instead of asking.
for now i'll cherish when he spits his peas out
when he eats another ladybug
when he poos every morning right after i change his diaper
when he wakes up in the middle of the night just to nurse
i hope i can remember these moments when he's big and tearing his way through the house.
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