Lots has been happening at the Craig house lately, and I've been remiss in posting. Please accept my apologies. Here's the latest ...
Allen is learning what letters words begin with. He announced to us last week that "mail starts with 'M'. Mail and Malcolm start with 'M'." He knows what letter most words start with. It's amazing. He's a genius.
He says "masty" instead of "nasty." (Last night, he said about his chicken and green bean dinner, "Pew, this is masty!")
He still says "wife" and "wive" instead of "life" and "live."
He says, "fink" instead of "think."
He still loves my hair and loves to snuggle with Mommy.
He is addicted to his binky.
He's almost too big to fit into my lap.
He makes me wait for hugs and kisses.
He likes to tell stories while walking around in circles. Tonight he regaled us with a story about his class "going on safari."
He loves Cheetos, Mike & Ikes, and fruit snacks. And chocolate milk (most often in the form of NutriPals). He eats little else. It makes me feel like a bad Mom.
He has started reciting the fruitage of the spirit and singing the ABCs and "Life Without End at Last" with me at bedtime again (or Wife Wifout End at Wast). Then he snuggles against me for a few moments before saying, "I'm weady (ready)," and climbing into bed.
He still has gorgeous big blue eyes.
His hair is getting darker.
He's a big boy :(
Some pictures for you to enjoy ...
He requested I take a picture of him with his binky.
A close up.
In the tub tonight.
Smiling in the tub.
Snuggling with Mommy.