Colin Buggy

What to say about this little guy.  I am so happy he is becoming slightly more independent.  I am so happy he does not have a binky anymore.  I am so happy he is going to nursery and his leader shoos me away even if he is crying.  He keeps me on my toes.  He breaks more thing and spills more things than I think Jack and Lucy combined.  I have a bare coffee table in my living room.  If I put one tiny thing on it is is broken or on the floor in five seconds.  He is energetic, aggressive and opinionated.  Every morning when I go to get him from bed he is whining and reaching for his shoes on the top shelf of his closet.  He wants shoes on every second of every day.  Oh and he is picky about which ones.  I finally got him used to his sandals but he refused to wear anything but sneakers for a long time.  He still likes them the best but he is okay with the sandals if he doesn't have another choice.  He just is happy to have some type of shoe on.  It is so funny.  He is starting to talk but mostly he says, UH! and we know what he wants.  He is a stocky boy.  He is near as tall as Jack and Lucy were, he is just short and stocky.  He loves when friends come over.  He loves his siblings and his daddy.  He starts screaming for joy when he hears the garage at the end of the day.

I love this guys cute face and smile.  I love his thick hair.  I love his run and waddle pigeon toed walk.  He is so fun to have around and helps me burn calories.