Category Archives: T

Ragamuffin Phase

T, you have moved from baby phase to ragamuffin phase.

Gone are the days of mellow cooing, easy naps, and fresh shirts from laying around in mom’s lap all day.

You hair is longer and always fuzzed into a mess.

Your clothes are always dirty from school – or crawling all over the floor at home on the weekend.

And you point and grunt at everything, saying a rudimentary version of “that.” You mean “look.”

You are a little hot mess express right now.

I mean, we got you home from school yesterday and your feet stank!

Babies feet are not supposed to stink!

You’re growing up.

You still have sweet little baby chub on your arms and legs though, and I try to kiss it as often as I remember.

My sweet beautiful girl.

I love you.

-Dad

Just Snappin

K, with a little instruction over the last weeks…

You have taught yourself how to snap!

You did it for the first time last night while we were reading books.

And you were doing it tonight for the whole family while we were watching TV.

I just adore the way that your face lights up after you make your fingers pop together a few times in a row.

Tonight during prayers you were quietly just snappin away as fast as you could.

Of course, all this caused a little conflict.

H, you were so upset tonight that K could do something that you have yet to figure out…

Don’t sweat it though – I’ll teach you.

You too, T.

I love you.

Dad

Under One

I love Friday’s.

As it turns out though – this is my last Friday night with a child under the age of one!

I am trying not to have a meltdown…

It breaks my heart that the last year has gone by so fast!

T, I just adore you.

Your perfect chubby arms. Your toothy little smile. How you kick and spur your feet when you are excited. The way your face lights up around your sisters. The way you have started pointing and squawking when you want something. And how you clap and sing with us when we all start acting crazy.

I think my favorite is when you fall asleep with your head on my shoulder.

Your birthday party is tomorrow – but your official birthday is not for three more days.

You have long been asleep tonight.

But I wanted to mark this day.

I love you.

-Dad