BFF

Theo's big brothers have had camp every morning this week.  I was excited to have mornings with just 1 guy and made a big list of different things to get done.  That is what I do.  I make list and look at them and get all hot and bothered when absolutely nothing gets done.  I am not sure what I was thinking.  One year olds don't play by themselves and they can't watch a show or color or ride a scooter.  I had a reality check on just how much I relied on Jackson (& Nash…) to help out with Theo.  This one year old is a crazy mess.  After Monday morning, I embraced the fact that I wasn't going to get much done and did some playing.  We have dug in the dirt, thrown everything in the pond, taken morning baths, had lots of snacks and tons of slobbery snotty kisses.  Theo has started to form his own little flirty personality.  He loves for someone to 'chase' him and play peek-a-boo.  He loves to throw a ball or any other toys.  :)  He loves to be outside and wave to trucks and cars.  And he really loves for his MAAMM to hold him.  My right bicep is a beast. When he is tired he nestles right against my shoulder and rubs my hair.  Sometimes he will even take a nice little nap before we pick up his brothers.  For right now we are best friends forever and it is pretty awesome.

A hunk of burning love - and his stink face.