My main squeeze

A few words to describe the little man in my life, who I have a major crush on. 

Happy. It is so easy to get this kid to smile and laugh. He has such an easygoing temperament, 

and I hope that sticks around.

Chunky. It makes me so happy to have a baby with fat rolls on his thighs. Don't even get me started on his squish-able bum. Poor kid gets squeezed and smothered with kisses about 90 times a day. 

Active. He rolls everywhere and gets up on his hands and feet, something Ellie didn't do for a long, long time (The girl crawled at 13 months). He tries to jump out of our arms and kicks like crazy. 

Hungry. It took months for me to help him nurse every three hours instead of every hour and a half or less. He recently started freaking out whenever he saw one of us eat, and he literally would grab food from my hands and quickly shove it in his mouth. We are slowly introducing some basic foods (since he is allergy prone) and his favorite so far is a chard and banana smoothie. 

Ellie is pretty obsessed with her "little chunky monk" as she calls him, and she is having more fun with him now that he is getting more interactive every day. She helps me a lot by getting things for him and keeping him happy while I try and get something done. My favorite is when they have laughing attacks together. Is there a better sound than hearing your own kiddos laugh?