So, just like your sister’s, this is going to be a little bit of a walk down memory lane. I’m still a dodo head for the ones that are date, re-dated, and now finally refiled in some sort of organization, but I find out the more and more I search for your photos, how many of them are in print and not in digital. I guess that’s what you get for being around during the no-digital-camera-and-no-money-to-develop-photos time. Fun stuff. But I do have quite a few cute ones that are on here. 🙂
When you first started smiling, you were a pro. That’s my pink daisy Boppy in the background (don’t be too humiliated that we used that to breastfeed, after all – it’s not like you WORE it.) and of course, as most of your smiley photos were at this beginning stage, this was right after you’d finished eating. Note the bubbles of happiness in the right corner of your mouth, you were a bubble blowing maniac, lol.
Going through these photos, it’s funny to see the similarities and differences between you and your sister and makes me wonder about the new one on the way. How will she be different? How will she be the same?
Your interests have changed over time of course, evolving from only booby, to booby and sister, and then forget-the-booby I want to play with that CAR! I don’t know that you’ll EVER lose interest in cars… ever. And with Daddy around… yikes, I can only see it getting worse. 😉
(Have I mentioned that before you could say half of your current vocabulary Daddy had you reciting “Chevy” and “Truck”… the list goes on…)
(Sister’s come a ways in the art of baby holding…)
How dare I suggest those bow ties are for Sunday, not with Dinosaur sleep suits…
Only now I can bribe you with panties, and you figure it’s not worth it and take the panties.
You still refuse to believe that we’re having a baby girl. This past couple of months, we’ve been getting you excited, telling you how much fun bath time will be, how you can help mommy with baby, how you can show her cars and dinosaurs and teach her how to punch people when they try to take your food awa— okay, maybe not that one…
But regardless of what we tell you it still won’t sink in on the gender. Yesterday you and sister came to my 23 week Midwife appointment with me and Daddy. Paula, my Midwife, asked Olivia if she was having a baby girl or a baby boy. And Liv answered “A baby sister!” We all smiled and I told her to ask you.
“Duncan,” she asked. “Are you having a baby brother or a baby sister?”
“Me have baby bruu–der.”
I guess only the big event will finally change your mind. 🙂
Our days lately are filled with “Where… is… mine CROCODIIILE!” and “Me watch Suda Cuke show (Minnesota Cuke, Veggie Tales movie),” and I’m constantly shown how big and independent you like to be. You love going to Liv’s Preschool and watching her through the window. You beg to stay and be apart of the fun but you’re still too little, almost there. We’re definitely going to be putting you through Preschool though, that’s for sure!
One of your favorite outings is the library and you LOVE getting Leslie Patricelli books. One of our favorites is “Yummy, Yucky!” and it’s quite entertaining to here you read “Burger” thinking it’s Booger, and say yucky. While it’s actual “opposite”, on the next page, for yucky IS Booger. A confusing page for little boys who can’t get either word right. 😉
Regardless of it all… you still smile just like you used to.
Give or take a few teeth and, given the fact that since you dress yourself on more days than not, we’ll have to add some backward tee shirts and/or jeans.
But you’ll still always be my baby boy. 🙂