Peace, Be Cool

Some little boy I know just turned 5 months old.















He’s now grabbing his toes, chewing on everything he can get his mouth around (including my thumb and fingers as I hold him while eating dinner).  Life gets no better…fork in my right hand….son sitting on lap, gnawing on my left hand.

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I sometimes call him Tarzan because his little coos have turned into loud utterances that elevate into a loud screech, just like Tarzan shouting across the jungle.  Here’s a sample:


This last Sunday was such a beautiful autumn day that we took him to the Botanic Gardens.  He had his cute little outfit on, but there’s one more thing we needed to add to complete the outfit:  the pie hat.  Now he officially looks like his papa.

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We are now trying to read to him and he seems to be interested for about 3 entire seconds before finding something to gnaw on.

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And the greatest blessing is knowing that my wonderful wife is able to stay at home and raise our son.  She is the most kind, tender, loving, nurturing mother I have ever seen.  Peter and I are so blessed, and he will turn out to be a wonderful little boy because of her.  I love my sweetie and my Petey…they are my world.  Proverbs 22:6 “Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it”

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And how could you not love a little guy like this?!?!?

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  • mimiOnly God could bring such utter joy! This baby is beyond words!

    And what parents he is blessed with!

    MimsSeptember 24, 2014 – 1:58 pmReplyCancel