We often ask our children, "What was your favorite part of the day?" Sometimes we get very cute answers like, "When Daddy came home." Sometimes they are more predictable like, "Watching Tom and Jerry". Well this was my favorite part of the day yesterday:
Walking down the block with Gabe. I asked to hold his hand because I don't know how long he's going to let me do that. Hopefully for many more years to come, but you never know. He happily obliged. We were coming back from a neighbor's house and I told him to stop growing. I said one minute you were a baby and I blinked and now you are up to the middle of my arm. That made him giggle because of course it didn't happen in a blink. I told him I was going to start putting books on his head to stop him from growing which made him giggle too. He told me, "Mom, that would just make me flat" and then it was my turn to giggle.