1) I love how, when I get him out of his crib in the morning, he squeezes his little arms around my neck and says “mommy!” and then lets out a huge sigh…and then yells “Breakfast!”
2) I love how he roars at total strangers with a huge grin on his face
3) I love how he calls out “motorcycle!” every single time we pass one on the street and how he says “motorcycle” and “cracker” exactly the same way
4) I love that he pushes the pretend baby stroller around the house, but not with a baby inside, with cars and trucks in the little seat
5) I love how he insists on trying and doing everything his big sisters can do – zero fear
6) I love that he sings with us, whatever we are singing, from “Dream a little Dream”, to “Mean” to “Price Tag”
7) I love that he’ll still sleep in my arms occasionally
8) I love that he doesn't laugh so much as he chuckles deep in his belly
9) I love that he wants me to kiss his boo boos
10) I love how his face lights up when someone he loves comes into the room and, as far as I can tell, he has yet to meet someone he doesn’t love instantly
The kids call him Bam Bam or Bammers, sometimes just Bam, and it’s such a perfect fit for him. The kid is all about running and jumping and crashing and destroying. He is all boy, through and through and I must be completely charmed by him because this weekend I was helping him put back on his shoe he’d kicked off for the 10th time and I took one look at his filthy, yard worn foot and was still tempted to kiss it!
Happy Birthday Sam! We love you like crazy!
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