who
loves to chew on things,
screams to get my attention,
stands by the back door and yells "ma-ma"
for he loves to go outside,
enjoys coloring with sisters,
kicks and throws balls like
a pro,
loves a good binky,
craves a cup of milk in the early morn,
smiles the widest when daddy is home,
giggles with sophia non-stop,
rubs his head on the kitties' fur,
mutters things like "where we going"
"irie" and "apple,"
and has the nickname
"baby bam-bam."
for a good reason.
and now he is in nursery on sunday.
i don't know whether to be (so) happy or (really) sad.