These are the Days

Every parent I have met has a "favorite age" of their child. I never really understood it because very age, except for maybe the very newborn where they don't sleep, has been my favorite.  But now might be my favorite. He's silly, he's a little self-sufficient, he likes giving hugs and kisses and everything is new and amazing. This past weekend we drove down to southern Indiana to visit my brother and his family. It was a long drive and the way down was a little rough but the rest of the weekend was great. On the way back, we took a scenic route and passed through a wind farm. Elijah loves fans and he was mesmorized by the giant windmills. When we finished driving through, he made the sign for "more".

Story time

Elijah loves his stories before bed and naps. Lately, I have read the nursery rhyme book about a million times. Ok, realistically, 2-3 times a day for the last 3 weeks so it feels like a million. I only read 1 rhyme per page otherwise it would take all day to read. Last night I was reading "Old Lady Who Lived in a Shoe".  During the last verse where she "kissed them all soundly and sent them to bed", I always kiss him on the head or cheek. Last night when I got to that line, he leaned his cheek out so I could kiss him. That was the best part of my day.