In 21 days Declan will be a year old. He's the sweetest, snuggliest boy! Today we asked him who is best friend was. Did he say "Dadda"? Did he say "BaaMaa"(That's his attempt at "Mama")? No, He furiously made the sign for "Milk". Ha!
He spends at least 25% of his waking day laughing at Stella and playing with her. He spends another 25% cruising around the living room holding onto Georgia. I am so incredibly blessed to watch those three sweet little souls play all day long! Declan is all- boy in his love of canines (seriously, he smiles, waves and laughs at every dog he meets and every picture of a dog he sees!) and I can't help but think that it's in part to how sweet and gentle his own pups are with him. I'm one lucky Mama!
Today, we also discovered that Declan will give hugs and kisses if you ask him for a "Hug and a kiss!".
Here is a video I shot with the phone and edited on the computer of Declan bouncing, playing with Stella and his new snuggly, huggy trick!
My son just took 5 deliberate steps. With every little pound of his feet I could feel my heart simultaneously swelling with pride and breaking... and the quiet little voice in my head started singing "You're no longer the mother of an infant... he's officially a toddler". Time to buy someone some shoes.
This is for you, Daddy... and for anyone else who might be suffering from Declan withdrawal and might also have 10 minutes and 22 seconds to watch a youtube video
Love,
Katy
ps. My husband and my son look so cute and adorable... I, on the other hand, look quite haggard but very much in love.
*I know it's been forever since I've updated but we've been a little busy moving. I'm truly sorry. *
I want to discuss two candidates for sainthood. These two people have helped us out tremendously throughout this move.
My mother-in-law, Saint Cindy, helped move us up here and entertained Declan through the packing up and the moving in. She also sent me "Cheer up" gerber daisies yesterday because she knew I was having some "transition issues". Oh yes, and also, she went back to our house in Knoxville and cleaned our floors. Seriously, the woman is a Saint. She can be the patron saint of Wild Baby Boy Wrestling (she's the best I've ever seen. She has had enough practice, I'd say) and the Weather Report (She ALWAYS knows the forecast. It's amazing!)
My father-in-law, Saint Tom, came over and helped us pack and haul. He also repaired our trim on the porch posts and cleaned out our gutters... Then he mowed the yard and pulled weeds in the zinnia patch... then he hauled two loads to the dump and moved more furniture. Then, at the end of the day, he came into the house and wanted a beer. The one time we had no beer in the fridge to give him. I felt so bad! Tom surely is the long suffering Patron Saint of patience with ridiculous, old-house loving daughter-in-laws and Experts in home repair and yard work in time of crisis.
DId I ever tell you that I prayed hard for my husband? I not only prayed for a sweet, wonderful, perfect-for-me husband (which I got, btw!) but I also prayed for good in-laws. Let me just tell you, God delivered BIG time in a BIG way( I got TWO sets out of the deal!).
Oh yeah, here's more Declan!
I just realized the way the video embeds in the blog that it cuts off the viewing window. If you double click or right click it should bring you to the Youtube page directly so you can watch the full screen.
