When I first found out that I was pregnant with a boy, I inwardly sighed in relief. Girls = Drama. Ask my family, and they will tell you that I am one of the most dramatic people you will ever meet:) I take it as a compliment:) All my mom had to say was, “It’s time for church!” and I would immediately throw away my “Happy as a Lark” disposition and fall to the floor complaining of a fever. O, I could lay it on thick.
Well, I have been rewarded. Little Mister is Drama personified. This kid cracks me up. No facial expression is made half-heartedly. No cry is wimpy. This kid gives life his all.
But look at this face! He is too much for my heart to handle at times.
I never knew I could love someone as much as I love this little boy.
See, he’s giving me a thumbs up. Guess we’re doing okay:)