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Monday, November 23, 2009

It’s Not A Bird

….. it’s not a plane, and it’s not Superman….it’s my “Little Man”!   Although I must say, he is faster than a speeding bullet…he can climb speakers IMG00658mountains in less than 2.2 seconds…and then destroy the DVD player and all contents on top of player save any damsel in distress who may be at the top of that mountain.




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In all his gracefulness he can outsmart any three year old sister that is trying to dunk his ass villain........................


Yes, this is my “Little Man”…the one that lights up my mornings with his giggle from his crib just after 3 year old sister provided him with a red stamper….

He’s the one that can make me do the what-the-hell-was-that-about stare when he throws his body to the floor in a complete full-blown tantrum all because the tower of blocks that he stacked keeps falling. 

Little Man is the one that makes the Daddy proud when he yells out “yeahhhhh!” during a football game….sounding JUST LIKE A MAN….yet not knowing what the hell football is.

He’s the one that blessed my life with his presence just 18 short months after his sister was born.  He’s the one that  sprouted because I was too scatterbrained too busy to fill my “prescription” before going on vacation….enjoying long nights of lots of wine and nooky….


  Seriously, this little guy will keep you hopping 24/7 without a break.  He can only speak a few words which include his one sister’s name “Lillllll-ayyyyyyyyy” and “Dadddeee”.  He just recently started walking around the house saying “Ma-Ma…Ma-Ma” yet he will walk right past me while saying it so either he doesn’t know who his Ma-ma is or he’s not really calling my name…ugh….ego boost fail.  My husband assures me that having a son is a special blessing because all sons will treat their mothers like royalty when they get older.  I look forward to that day instead of the current head-butts for a hug, and the climbing up my back when I sit on the floor.
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                                          I look at my Little Man and wonder what he will be when he grows up.  Will he be a heartthrob to the ladies with his dark brown eyes and eye-lashes that every female only dreams of?  


Or will he make it through college with a Masters Degree in Engineering?  Will he become a doctor.....                                                          

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A police officer who will keep his city safe?  Or a famous chef???




In the long run…it’s doesn’t matter what Little Man becomes other than a respectful human being with values and morals and a large bank account so he can take care of his aging parents a love for life.  Right now I can look in his eyes and I see the mischief…I see the adventures just waiting to be had, the curtains mountains he wants to climb….all of his dreams and hopes….and no matter how many times I have to remove him from the table top….I love this Little Man….and as we near Thanksgiving, I want to be sure it’s known I am thankful for the distraction of Little Man in a world that can be less than desireable at times. 
Don’t get me wrong, my girls do not me2009 256an any less to me….I love them just as much.  In a nutshell, my kids are my world…..Manny is just the one that keeps me on my toes!

Forget all the irritating people at the stores, the aggravating traffic you may have to fight each day,the money you wish you had and count your blessings ……. Because we ALL have BLESSINGS to be thankful for!
Happy Thanksgiving!!

10 comments:

WeaselMomma said...

Happy Thanksgiving. You have much to be thankful for. He is a cutie and his sisters no less. I bet you're thrilled that yo never made it to the drugstore.

andrea said...

I love it :) the speaker pic is even better than the gate!Its those least expected surprises that makes us even thankful!Happy Thanksgiving!

Terry said...

WeaselMomma - yes, very happy I never made it to fill that script!!

Andrea - thought you would like this one...Little Man counts on you for his ego!

CeliacLady said...

Sons do treat their mother like royalty...when it matters most :)

EcoStylish said...

Great post! You have a lovely family. Little Man is the one to watch (haha)

Supa Dupa Fresh said...

He is precious! Definitely a lady-killer.

Thanks for sharing your blessings!

X

Supa

Lisa (aka LadyWanderlust) said...

Terry, he is breaking my heart he is so cute. I remember when my tweens were that age. You have a tween; you know what I am talking about. He will grow up to love and adore you and to kick people's asses if they cross the line with his sisters. By the way...the blog button looks lovely! Enjoy your AWARD because only a few select women will get this! :) Lisa

Loukia said...

Too cute!

Tina said...

What's not to love about all your kids? They are too cute & sweet! I love them to death! Can we switch for a day??? Oh wait maybe just an hour. LOL xoxo

Imagination said...

I really enjoyed your website! Your blog is wonderful reading. Have you heard of Danny the Dragon? One of my favorites, and worth a visit as it is the nominee for Best Children’s Picture Book of 2009! http://DannyTheDragon.com