He is the best, most awesome kid ever. He’s really good at his job.
He loves being read to, dressing up as Santa, drooling, saying “Agrabah,” getting his neck gobbled, being kicky, talking himself to sleep, clasping his hands together, being naked, going to community events and art receptions, songs by Daddy on the guitar, visiting with family and friends, petting Chloe the cat, fussing at the dinner table and getting his picture taken.
He’s obsessed with balloons. Like, to a concerning extent. He really, really, really likes balloons.
He was born August 22, 2012 via cesarean section because he is a rascal and wanted to stay head-up no matter what we tried.