Have I told you lately how much I love and adore my son? He is such a sweet little guy at heart. I recall people telling me early on when things were tough that I should treasure every moment because they aren't young long. I also recall thinking at times, the time can't go fast enough. I'd be dishonest if I didn't admit to feeling that way at times. But seeing how our little guy has grown so much and how adorable and sweet every little thing is that he he does makes me want to bottle him up.
Just the simple way he lifts he left hand up as a gesture when he is pretending to talk with, for example, the plane we flew on to come home from New Jersey, makes my heart melt. He said, "Plane" and lifted his left hand, palm up as a gesture to the plane, "Do you want to take me home?"
He has always been interested in cars. When we were first home we would go on long walks around the neighborhood in a hip sling and he would look at all the cars, trucks and other moving objects. After he learned to ride in the stroller we would go on long walks around the neighborhood several times a day and he slowly got to where he wanted to touch every parked car we we walked by. He liked to sit at a bus stop near our house and watch the buses, cars and trucks go by. After learning to walk he would walk by and touch and look at every car I would let him get close enough to. He did and still does like to walk over to Main Street and watch the cars going home from work in the late afternoon. He started calling them dar, which morphed to tar and finally car. He always comments on their wheels, where they are parked, what they are doing as they drive down the road, if they have big lights, a big grill, are pulling a trailer, or any other unusual characteristics. He can name almost any type of construction vehicle. He even himself sometimes says when his feet are both pointing one way, "Mom, I got my wheels turned." I know it sounds funny, but there is something so cute about it.
We thoroughly enjoyed visiting my sister and her family and also seeing my parents for Halloween. Christian had fun trick or treating and kept up with the bigger kids despite having a bit of a cold. He really looked cute in his little monkey costume.
His all time favorite songs right now are "Clementine," "Farmer in the Dell" and "London Bridge Is Falling Down" and will break into song at any time. He likes playing cars, trains, soccer, golf and bike riding. He loves yogurt, cheese and crackers, any kind of fruit and chocolate milk. He loves his little doggie and Mickey Mouse. He loves reading books and rocking before bed. At my sister's Christian said about sleeping there, "We're going to sleep here tonight? Mom, you put me to bed tonight?" to which I said, yes, and he asked, "Are you going to rock me?" to which I said, of course, and he asked, "Where's the rocking chair?"
My two favorite guys!
He is nursing a cat bite this morning from the cat we were taking in as a favor for a neighbor that was looking for a home for the cat. I'll admit that yes, Christian was trying to pick the cat up, but it still should not have bitten Christian. The doctor prescribed some antibiotics, and we have been lazy today. When the cat showed up at the back door after we got back from the doctors and wanted to come in Christian went over to the door and was so sweetly calling, "come here, come on kitty." Nevertheless, anyone in the market for an adorable white kitty with blue eyes...not kid friendly, free of charge.
Christian on his swing with Grandma Gigi 
Christian and Grandma Bobby and Pappa 
Christian trick or treating with Grandma Gigi.
Playing trains with Grandma Gigi.
March 2009, with Grandma Gigi.
