This post is because I have the best little son ever.

He loves riding in the truck borrowed from my parents. Unless it is home from McDonald’s

He loves playing outside while I work on gardening. He’s a little pink now.

He doesn’t like the sun in his eyes, or dirt/rice in his sandals.

He loves cars, trucks, and especially dump trucks. He points them out when we drive.

He’s a wander, just like his mommy. Two wanders keeping track of each other is not a good idea. But we have yet to lose each other. (In other words, I need to keep an eye on him better sometimes, but nothing bad has happened.)

His loves cuddles with mommy. He seems to know when I need them.

However awful I can feel as a parent, he’s turning out okay. Hopefully this trend will continue the next 18 years.

He is cute. Doesn’t look that much like either parent, but his blue eyes and smile are adorable.