if this picture could talk it would be saying "mine."
that is exactly what brennan has been saying the entire day about everything he touches.
when he's not holding something, he's walking around the house with his hand over his chest saying, "mine."
in a very "matter of fact" kind of way.
i think this baby might be coming 1 month too late.
how many times will i need to say, "no, not yours, everybody's" before it sticks?
play dates should be interesting.
part of me is excited to hear him talking.
another part of me can't help laughing.
it's just funny.
the other part of me, the teacher part of me, thinks of the work that lies ahead.
like teaching him which drawers were his in the kitchen and which were mine.
but he learned.
and he'll learn again.
i love seeing him grow.
i love watching him become a new person.
he looked older on saturday morning.
a little more grown up.
but still my baby.
always my baby.
something my dad taught me.
the work is the fun part.
if i look at it that way;-)