So, after reading about little Charlie (see previous post) I came to the realization that I don't really care if my house is that clean...or if dinner is prepared on time...or if jaxson is fully dressed, bathed and/or behaving:) I am just grateful and blessed that he is happy, healthy and loves me. Isn't being loved by your child the best feeling ever? I can't describe it.
I kept my promise to myself and have taken WAY more time to play with him and be silly more often. We played catch...danced around the kitchen and did bubbles.
Oh - and did we do bubbles!!!
He loves them and makes the cutest little faces. He is getting so smart and is like my little "sponge". He mimicks EVERYTHING that I do. As you can see in these first few pictures...he is getting pretty good at "blowing bubbles". He puckers his little lips and blows so hard! I love it.
The weather has been just beautiful! We have spent a lot of time outside....and had a great time on Sunday evening at Carter Lake feeding the ducks. Jaxson LOVED throwing the bread to them....and long after we were done, he was pretending to throw. I'm thinking he might be pretty good at baseball with the arm he's got!
The other day I even got whacked upside the head with his little plastic bat. I, the unsuspecting victim, didn't realize that Jarom had been teaching him how to "swing" while I was at work in the evenings. How is he old enough to learn these things! CRAZY!
I love that he is always waiting on the balcony to greet me! He reaches his hand through the railing and screams "HI! HI! HI!" from the 2nd floor whenever I leave or come home from work or errands. He also tries to squeeze his little (or big) head through the small spaces in the railings. I never thought I'd be so grateful for the "90th percentile NOGGIN" in my life. It WOULD NEVER FIT...so no worries. Ha!
little Jaxson has been quite the help with packing:) He has developed quite the technique to "scale" boxes and/or climb through rolls of bubble wrap! I found him MANY times behind the table climbing on the boxes.
I hope he survives the MANY bruises and "head bonks" he has endured throughout this move! At one point...Jarom missed him as he fell between the boxes and the dining table. He was wedged pretty good for a minute. To my defense...it couldn't have hurt him that bad...because he went back for more immediately!
Here's to spending more QUALITY TIME with my baby!!!
It felt great.