My favorite is when he wakes up, rosy cheeked and clad in footy pajamas.
My favorite is when he carries his "lovey" (blanket) around in his mouth.
My favorite is when I say "Let's go upstairs!" and his sweet little legs race over as fast as they can.
My favorite is sharing a bowl of oatmeal with him each morning.
My favorite is how he blows raspberries on my legs and then giggles with delight.
My favorite is when he brings books over for me to read aloud.
My favorite is when his eyes light up when his papa walks through the door.
My favorite is strawberries smashed all over his highchair (and his clothes).
My favorite is when he fetches the ball we threw for him.
My favorite is giving him kisses and hugs before his nap time and saying "I'll be back soon."
My favorite is when he claps along with TV shows.
My favorite is his amusement at brushing teeth.
My favorite is his little hand clutching our clothes.
My favorite is every night when I hold him in front of the mirror after his bath, all wrapped in his hooded towel, and say "Who is that CUTE boy?!" and he smiles at my silliness.
Oh sweet boy, you are my very favorite every moment of every day!
(and your dad isn't half bad either ;)
