Meet Dayton: A typical 2 year old hurricane of a boy disguised as an angel. Weighing in at 24lbs my little peanut is the love of my life (well one of them). He never sits still, explores his world and invades everyone elses, refuses to fall asleep, eats with his hands, squishes bugs, touches things he knows he shouldn't, jumps on the furniture, rides the dogs like horses, runs away when it is time to get dressed and is a pro at acting like he didn't just get caught doing something wrong. But how can I be mad for more than a moment when he tells me he loves me, kisses my nose, asks me if I'm okay and squirms his way onto my lap for a belly rub. Somehow, I always forgive him.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Meet Dayton
Meet Dayton: A typical 2 year old hurricane of a boy disguised as an angel. Weighing in at 24lbs my little peanut is the love of my life (well one of them). He never sits still, explores his world and invades everyone elses, refuses to fall asleep, eats with his hands, squishes bugs, touches things he knows he shouldn't, jumps on the furniture, rides the dogs like horses, runs away when it is time to get dressed and is a pro at acting like he didn't just get caught doing something wrong. But how can I be mad for more than a moment when he tells me he loves me, kisses my nose, asks me if I'm okay and squirms his way onto my lap for a belly rub. Somehow, I always forgive him.
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