Friday, November 8, 2013

Day 8


Today I am thankful for my little man, Connor.  My OB doctor thought we were having 2 girls.  The next week we went to the specialist and she told us we were having a boy and a girl.  Everyone seemed happy enough we were having 2 girls.  Then the next week.....geesh, everyone was crying and so happy to have a boy to pass on the name.  My sister told me on the phone that day that she was so happy I get to experience the love of a son because it is different than a daughters.  She was right.  He is such a little loving guy.  He has been a little difficult from in the womb, as an infant and is much more laid back as a toddler.  He came into the world hungry as you can see below.


I will always take his kisses!
He and Claire are always partners in crime.


His first football game.  Who knew he would love it so much?  Well, I kinda thought since his dad is such a sports nut but on most days he wants to play tackle football.  I love how anytime he sees football on TV he yells, "Tackle him, tackle him!"


He has loved sports from the first time he held a ball.


He adores his twin sister.  The bond these two have is so sweet.  


This kid likes to eat and make a mess!


He can be found climbing up to the counter and eating ALL the leftover doughnuts!



He started out as such a tiny little thing.  He had MSPI and had to drink special formula.  I remember when I took this picture I wanted to always remember how scrunched up and tiny he was.


I love this picture.  He loves to watch TV.


He loves to play with his cars and line them up.


Hmmm wonder what he ate?

He loves the water and I loved watching him explore the water this summer.


Not surprising.  All the cars are all lined up.

Playing in a park in downtown Chicago.


He is 7 months old here.  Such a cutie.


He loves his food, as I mentioned before.  He double fists it!


The only boys!  He loves his cousin, Alex.


I adore those long eye lashes just like his mama's.


This tractor (combine) ride was the highlight of the fair!


He loved being a pirate for Halloween.  He took on the part and shouted pirate commands.


This so clearly shows the difficulty he had as an infant.  His poor tummy.


Even though he is happy here he is stretched out stiff as a board!


These jumpy things were such a lifesaver.  He loved to bounce and I could fix supper.

My cute little scarecrow.

What a sweet sweet baby


I love the smiles on these two faces here.  Connor is adored by his Grandparents.


These two cousins are pretty thankful for him too.  He and Maddey and both the "middle" child but he and Alex are the only boys.


Little prince is one!


Gosh, how I loved those curly locks!


If it is round he can make it into a ball!


I am so thankful that I was able to carry this boy and survive that difficult pregnancy.  He might have been a difficult baby, especially until we figured out the MSPI stuff, but I feel so lucky to have been  blessed with this little boy.  


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