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".
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