* I love the way he plays alone and I hardly know he is there
* I love the way he hugs me and pats my back when I grab him from his crib
* I love the way he asks his brothers and sisters for help and says Thank You after
* I love the way he says "Its OK" when he wants to run across the street
* I love the way he shouts "Blah Blah" into any conversation, just to try to keep up
* I love the way he rides a scooter like a mad man and shoots slap shots that hurt my shins
* I love that no matter how old he gets, he will always be my baby
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