OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH I don’t want my youngest to grow up.  Noah was always grown up.  I think part of that was he was talking so early.  He was speaking in full sentences by 16 months.  I always dressed him so well.  He looked and acted like a little man.  He had great manners and never liked anything dirty.  He would always clean himself and his area.  He was like an old man in a little boys body.   My sweet little man.

Then there is Cooper.  He is all little boy.  Thrives in dirt, eats just about anything that isn’t moving, and he doesn’t know what fear is.  He is also my sweet little baby.  OK so he is 3 now but he still has that soft baby fat skin.  You know the kind.  The soft cheeks that envelope your lips when you press a kiss on them.  Ah I hope that he keeps those cheeks for a while.