His personality was very apparent even as an infant. Pretty easy-going most of the time, but the red-haired temper could come out when pushed. He loved play, didn't mind being dirty, and REFUSED to sleep until he was completely overcome with exhaustion. He was a sweet baby who liked to be cuddled and loved Mommy more than anything. I still think I am the luckiest mom on the planet.
Now, at six years old, he is bright and intelligent with tons of imagination. He loves Daddy more than anything now but still comes to mom for the scraped knees and bruised elbows. He is affectionate and sweet, and most of the time has pretty good manners. He can still be a little shy, but is starting to get over that a bit.
Now, at six years old, he is bright and intelligent with tons of imagination. He loves Daddy more than anything now but still comes to mom for the scraped knees and bruised elbows. He is affectionate and sweet, and most of the time has pretty good manners. He can still be a little shy, but is starting to get over that a bit.
3 comments:
Happy late birthday big guy!
I am glad to count you as one of my friends you are a super kid!
Happy late birthday, big boy! As usual we are late ... still trying to get caught up on all the Aunt Helen business ... but will definitely celebrate sooner or later. And how is the throat, Mom? Our grapevine that we keep track of you guys through tells us you came through like a trooper but wanted to hear it straight from you!
Ian~Happy late birthday!
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