Getting Big!

Knox is 9 months old now, and SO busy! He is into everything. I never thought a baby could be busier than Maisy, but I think he is. Last night he almost swallowed a Lego. Gagging, I swiped it from his mouth. So scary! Big kid rooms are now off limits, since he is capable of finding even the smallest "choke-able" item in the carpet. He loves to eat our food and is beginning to spit and swat baby food, so I don't know how much longer I can pull that off. He is working on some more teeth. Four of them, I think. Poor baby! It has been some rough nights lately. Poor Momma! Overall, he is a very happy little guy. He is in major Momma mode right now, and really doesn't want anyone else. He loves Maison and Carson though. They can always make him laugh, and they love to help with him. However, the carrying is getting a bit scary. Aside from the constant pinching and scratching with his strong little hands, he is a delight...really easy-going and silly. I think he is going to be a real ham. I love being home with him. And, even though I never want to be pregnant again, I am sad he is my last baby. I just love their innocence and dependency so much. It is good to feel needed.

Seven Years

He is officially seven. I can't believe it! I spent part of the day yesterday reminiscing with Carson, as I do every birthday. He always cries when we read the love letters I wrote him as a baby. He is a really good kid, most of the time. He is smart and thoughtful, very creative, and intuitive. However, none of these amazing qualities apply when dealing with Maison, which is a very sore subject right now. But, in an effort to focus on the positive, he is helpful and a very good brother to Knox. I am proud to call him mine.

Carson has grown up a lot in the last year. It could be the move, school, the new sibling, or just maturity, but he seems older. He is getting a sense of humor and pushing the boundaries a bit with his mouth, which is to be expected. He still loves to be held and read to at night. He is getting too big to hold comfortably and he can read very well, but it is hard for him to let go of some of these habits. He is very nurturing right now too. He won some fish at Bushwacker Days and it was the best day ever. He is constantly making little homes for things and taking care of them. One of my best memories of Carson this year was on Mother's Day. He really wanted to do something special for me. I had mentioned randomly that nothing would be better than an ice cold Coke in bed. Very early that morning, I heard footsteps in my room and faked asleep, hoping for a few more minutes of sleep. When I opened my eyes, there was a can of Coke on my nightstand. So sweet...I am really enjoying his company these days. He is delightful to talk to, so clever and curious. I just wish there was more time for just us. Things are really busy for all of us and rarely does anyone get their own time. I just pray the time they get is enough.

Happy birthday, My Sweet Boy! July 9th will always be one of my favorite days of the year. I love you now more than ever. I am so proud of you!