I hardly recognize him from that little bundle of smooshyness we carried home with us on August 9, 2007. Yes, he still has his daddy's black eyes. Still the adorable little dimple on his right cheek. Still the thick gorgeous hair. Still the lovely easy-going personality.
As I get to know him and the little boy he is becoming I fall in love with him more every day. Having him in my life has brought more blessings than I could have ever thought possible. He is my little ray of sunshine. My "big helper". My "baby alligator". (a favorite game of ours) My little rascal. My little Mexican jumping bean. The list could go on forever. My heart is so full when I think of all the wonderful ways God has blessed me over these past seven hundred thirty days through the life of my precious little son. What a wonderful gift! I am so glad that my life will never be the same.
And now for a few quick antidotes...
Earlier this week I went to pick Elijah up from my Grandma's house after work. As we were putting our things in the car in the driveway a group of teenagers from the high school track team ran by on the sidewalk. He saw them, shouted "Running!", then took off running right after them. He ran to the end of the driveway, made a left turn onto the sidewalk, and kept on running for another 50 yards or so before pausing to look over his shoulder. And when he saw that I was right behind him, he went back to running again. It was a sight to behold, I tell you! I could not contain my laughter!
He FINALLY cut that top right two-year molar! Thank goodness because that thing was a monster to cut and did all kinds of terrible things to his little body.
As a side note, Manny's mom, dad, sister, and niece will be arriving here this afternoon for a week-long visit. So the follow-up to my most crappy week of work will be a most uncrappy week off. It's a good thing too!
Photos of the birthday celebration tonight and other fun things will be coming within a few days. Stay tuned!