My dear baby boy, you are now our middle child. I hope you never feel like a middle child though. You will always be my baby boy, even when you are a trouble making teenager.
Last weekend we gave you your first haircut and said goodbye to babyhood for you. You are now a little boy, and you sure look the part. It was a sad moment for me, but exciting in another way. However I think this probably means you will do more boy things and continue your daredevil ways. Please, no more broken bones okay? Your broken arm, then 4 months later your broken elbow this year is enough for a lifetime!
By the way, your naked run around the apartment after a bath… cutest thing ever! Except when you pee on the floor, but I didn’t know it, and I find out later by stepping in it. Not cool bud. Oh, and by the way, be prepared to be called babubs when you are old enough to be embarrassed by it. This is your nickname, it has been that way since you started babbling ba ba ba at your confirmation in the church, much to everyone’s amusement.
I also want to let you know how proud of you I am. You have taken and adjusted to having a new baby sister so well. I was really concerned that you would have a hard time with this since you and I are so close, but you surprised me by showing no ill feelings toward your sister at all. Yes, those first few days you were wary of her, but you are warming up to her by the day. You have to give her kisses before you leave for daycare in the morning and go to bed at night. You love to rub her heard, and do helpful little things like putting a blanket on her. It is very sweet of you.
I let you ‘hold’ Olivia this week. This you were not sure about, but when you looked down at her in your lap you had the most loving look on your face with a little smirk. I have a feeling you and her are going to be close, and you will take on the role of big brother well.