Vigor and Love

Those are the words that our friend Julia used to describe Mac last weekend when she and her husband came to visit. I was in the back room feeding Davey when they arrived, but I heard quite a commotion going on in our living room. I came out to see tons of toys and random objects strewn everywhere. I asked Julia, "so what happened in here?" 

She said that Mac came running in with a tin can full of little balls and exclaimed, "Look Guys!" and proceeded to dump the balls everywhere, watching them fly through the air with pure joy (and he apparently continued to do the same thing with every other container he could find, too).

I felt myself starting to sigh internally, but then Julia smiled and said something that I have kept treasured in my heart ever since:

"And he did it with such vigor and love!"

Vigor and love. Is there any better possible way to describe the essence of Mac? She totally nailed it. I love observing these qualities in everything he does, even something as simple as running around the house. He can't just go without excitedly winding up first like a cartoon character!

We are so blessed to have this little guy in our lives. So special and so very unique.

That's Mac!


On a side note, it looks like Davey is following right in step with Mac's exuberant ways!

Beautiful Day

And we enjoyed every minute of it :-)

Corrie in her own little world, digging in the dirt. Love her so much.

Three months later...

Carseat is starting to get a little snug. Quite a change from the first ride home in it!

Little Talker

Hey there Davey,

 You are such a little communicator! You've been quite noisy (gurglely and squeaky) since day one, and now you are starting to really tell us how you feel. You love talking to us, to yourself... even to your toys. So sweet :-)

I've been trying my best to capture your conversions, but of course every time I get the phone out to record, I seem to miss those defining moments. But I did catch a little version of your talking yesterday. Love you and your endearing little wiggles and giggles.

Whoops

Yesterday I put salad out for dinner, and when I went to ask Mac to get in his chair I said, "Mac, please go to the table and eat your ice cream."

Why in the world did I say that? I didn't even realize I said it until it was too late. Poor Mac. That's gotta be the ultimate downer - expecting ice cream and getting a nice big bowl of vegetables instead.

(Note: little guy did eat all of his "leaves" and got a little bowl ice cream afterwards. So I guess it did work out well for him after all!)

Pre-Collision Photo

(Both kids were laughing afterwards and asking to go again. 

Where did we get these guys?)

Spider-Man in Glass Slippers

You always know how to add a touch of elegance, Corrie :)