August 13th, my baby turns 3. Yes, three yrs.old. I love ever single day with him and the incredible strides he makes every single one of those days. I love how much he's putting sentences together and how other people can understand him now. I love how when he wakes up, he smiles. I love how all you have to do is look at him and he smiles right back at you telling you, it's going to be ok. I love how he calls me mama, I waited so long to be called something. I love how he has learned to comfort people when they are hurt or sad. I just love everything about his little boy!!
Logan was playing with some slime Olivia had made from corn starch and water. I was truly shocked he stuck in hands in here and was playing with the characters. Logan doesn't like anything on his hands as you can see from the pic below. He is doing more pretend play with toys and that's a plus.
This is what happens when a almost 3yo. thinks he doesn't need a nap. He falls asleep face down in his supper (yes, he's sleeping). He has sometimes gone in his bed and taken a nap lately, but I'm running him ragged during the day!
My beautiful first born!
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