I'm starting this post off with an apology (but I'm making up for it with adorable photos): I'm sorry for the lack of "meat" this week on my blog. Every morning this week I'm working in the office of our missions organization, so I'm trying to focus the remaining time at home on my family/house work, instead of on writing. Though I really do value writing posts that are a bit more deep, I am also kind of excited about sharing more of our family life with you this week. So without further adieu, today I am sharing about the BOY that is Nicholas!
Right now I am loving be a mom to a boy. (Don't get me wrong - I definitely hope to have a girl someday.) But I so enjoy the way that Nicholas' personality comes out in all things boy.
Like his love for doing boy stuff with his Dad (wrestling, being tossed around, etc.) All the things I pretend aren't happening otherwise I get nervous.
Nicholas seriously lights up when Brian comes home from work. I swear that he is louder, giggles harder, and only does his raspy, belly laugh when Brian is around.
Right now he loves blocks, wooden or plastic. And his throwing arm is a little too good. (My face learned that the hard way.)
He is full of energy, loves getting into stuff and making messes, and is constantly nose-diving off of our couch (don't worry, we catch him).
Nicholas' current favorite spot? Sitting right on top of Brian's guitar case. He hits the case so hard that the guitar strings vibrate.
My heart is so taken by this boy's rambunctious, spirited personality. You'll often find him applauding for himself every time I say "good job Nicholas!", or bobbing up and down to music. (Or any type of beat for that matter.) He makes me laugh all the time and is so full of joy.
I hope that as he wrestles, growls, and crawls faster than I can keep up with, that he'll still want to cuddle with his mom. I want him to be rowdy and enjoy life as a boy - but I absolutely savor the moments when he crawls over to sit on my lap. (And then swipes the glasses right off of my face.) He's just started kissing me, and my heart absolutely melts.
Boys always need their mamas, right? (Moms of boys, this is where you say, "yes Mackenzie!" :) )
What are some of the things you love about your boys being boys, or your little girls being ladies?