2 years ago this month we had a roly-poly little boy. Do you remember how huge he was? What a memorable boy Nick was. He had reflux but wasn’t being treated for it. He cried for hours every night. He spent most of is time in pain. Oh,but those grins and giggles made every second of it worthwhile.
Gone are the days of “Baby Nick”. Now we have this kid hovering between toddler and boy…
…who has a great sense of humor already and is always being silly
…whose blue eyes can soften even the hardest of hearts
…who could (and oftentimes does) spend his entire day playing with his trains
…who (as a friend said) is always happy
…whose teeth are more chipped at 2 1/2 than Mommy’s and Daddy’s combined,and each chip has a different story
and who leaves us in stitches as he comes up for excuses as to why he shouldn’t go to bed,get ready for bed,pick up his toys,get his shoes on to go somewhere,etc. etc. etc.