Friday, August 22, 2008

This Guy...



...is my wild man; my little helper who hands me his cup when he is finished and says 'thanks;' the one who loves shoes even though he refuses to call them anything but socks; loves to use the 'more' sign--especially when it comes to food and singing; prefers to 'walk, please' rather than ride in a stroller or be carried in my arms; always gives the dogs a few extra pieces of food (even though I tell him not to) before putting their bowls away in the pantry for me; helps me get his big brother dressed by bringing me his shoes & socks; still calls all cars 'fucks' (when he really means 'trucks'); gives you the 'leaner' hug right after he swats at you; gives giant mouth kisses when you ask for them; yells out 'airplane!' way before anyone else can hear one flying up above; places his food upon his spoon and then puts the spoon into his mouth; loves Elmo; loves his brother; loves to read; loves to dance; and is so loved and needed by his Mom.

Though his screaming makes me totally loony, (if you've heard it, you understand!), B is my buddy and the one that I hope I don't put too much pressure on to pick up the slack for his brother's needs. It is going to be an interesting journey watching the little dude grow and I hope that I don't screw him up too bad in the process. I kid...sort of.

8 comments:

Lori said...

and has his mother's ears!! I love your blog. It's witty and funny and sometimes sad. I think you are very brave and you have Miles because you can do it better than the next mom.

I'm listening...
Lori B

Debbie said...

Oh, crap. Tell me you did not just say that. I have known you long enough for you to know that my dumbo ears are a definite sensitive point!!

Hey--how's that baby cooking, by the way?

Debbie said...

P.S. Thanks for the Mom props though. I'm trying and not always feeling like I am succeeding.

Casdok said...

Hes gorgeous! A lovely touching post :)

Lori said...

Oh, I thought we'd be over the ear thing at 35. I think they're cute, not "dumbo".

The baby will stay forever, I think. I need to shit and a martini. Any suggestions?

gwendomama said...

and yells 'YAAAAYYYYYY' after every single song and dance or anything at all that we do all together at class.

Mr. Enthusiastic.

little miss mel said...

What a little helper he is!! You have ears you're not fond of? I've known you how long and have no clue regarding said ears??

Debbie said...

Yes, the ears indeed. A certain reader of this blog (Ahem...Ms. PA) spent quite a bit of time making fun of said ears by calling me Dumbo. I grew to fit the ears eventually, though I still look a wee bit goofy in a ponytail or wearing a baseball cap. But I have a GREAT ass. haha. I kid.
Oh, and Ms. PA...I heart you. You have grown into such an amazing person from that bratty one I called my best friend back in N.J. :)

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