Sunday, April 15, 2012

Ptolemy




And lastly, I love...

...his pleasant, good-natured demeanor,  his soft hair, the dimple thing next to his nose, his heart-melting smile, the fact that he believes he is in charge of the world, his love for his mom, the bond he shares with Freestone, that he was an answer to prayers, that he got here against all odds, his loquaciousness, his cranky voice, his ebullience, the joy he feels in everyday things, his intelligence, how cuddly he is, his perpetually messy face, the big kid trapped in that cute little body, having him with me wherever I go, the funny things he thinks and says, the happiness he brings to all of us, that he thinks his "feelings" are on his forehead, his pudgy feet, his small hands, his baby smell, his strong will, the demands he makes, his craving for Coke, that he was such an easy and delightful baby, that his terrible two's are so cute, looking into his eyes and knowing that I've known him for a long, long time...

...Ptolemy


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a great blog and expressions of love to Ptolemy, to all of your children. He is so expressive in his eyes and smile, always has been, I love how big he thinks he is too!....he is your pal for sure from things you have written about him.....love you Ptolemy, XO Great Aunt Tricia XOXO

Michelle said...

Beautiful post! Darling boy!

love.boxes said...

Amen. I just love that boy.