Still Little

David is always acting so much older than Corrie or Mac did at his age. He truly does all that he can to manuever his way into whatever his older brother and sister are doing, and I think he is thoroughly convinced that he is just as old and big as they are (maybe older).

It's pretty sweet then, when I get glimpses of his "still little" self. The way he can still snuggle into a little ball on my lap, the way he giggles going down a slide, the way he insists on running everywhere instead of walking, the phrases that he tries so hard to articulate that betray his innocent toddler-ish understanding of the world...it is all special, and I appreciate it more with each child.

So, it warmed my heart to see him sleeping tonight in his crib when I went to check on him before I headed to bed: his cute, "still little" body was positioned with his face down and his bottom up in air. 

I remember when Mac and Corrie and used to sleep like that, and how they "grew up" and stopped finding that position comfortable. 

I am happy to see that Davey is still little, for little while longer at least. :)