T, you have this look in your heart.

Mom and I joke that it echoes the main thing that you are often thinking:

Put me in coach!

See, you can sit up – but you can not crawl or walk or talk yet.

No matter.

When you watch your sisters play you have this look in your eye like all you want in the world is to join them.

You act like you would run off with them horse-playing, laughing, and falling all over each other, in the other room if we would only allow you to.

You look at your sisters in awe that warms my heart.

I love you.

-Dad

T, you have absolutely got lip smacking down.

It’s your new thing.

And you have a good three weeks practice at this point.

You will pop you lips together and smack them apart over and over.

Now and then, you will get your tongue in there too and pop your lips around your tongue as you open your mouth.

It feels like we are having a conversation when we smack and pop back and forth looking at each other

I love you.

-Dad

T, T-dog

I have no idea what has happened, but over the last few you weeks you have become the cutest growler in the world.

Honestly, I think you picked it up from another one of the babies at school.

You do it almost as another form of talking.

So instead of babbling when be make eye contact, or you want to get my attention, I’ll just get a little:

Grrrrrruuuurrrrr

And, of course – being a dad – I always growl back at you too.

You are just perfect.

I love you.

-Dad