I can't stop gushing over Samuel's curly hair. It's just like his daddy's and that makes me love it more. And it makes up for getting nailed by food that he is rejecting on a daily basis that is catapulted from his high chair, or just spit out of his mouth.
The food thing isn't so cute.
But the hair and his blue eyes get me. And when I tell him I love him and responds with, "I love you too too, Mommy". That nails me right in the heart.
Or when he comes running to Owen and Ella, yelling their names and just wanting a hug. So cute. So sweet.
He is still crazy about our chickens, or any animal for that matter. They aren't easy to catch, those fast little buggers. But he got one and I snapped a shot during the split second that he held her. Cuteness.
It doesn't seem possible that he turns two in a couple of months. It just isn't possible.
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