My Man-Man is just that ... squishy love. So squeezeable and loveable. Like a teddy bear. Man, I love him. As soon as I pick him up from Mother's Day out, he turns to his teacher and waves "bye - bye" and says it. He is completely content resting his head on any part of my body. It can be a foot, my thigh, my hand, whatever is available to him. If he's in need of some loving, he just crawls over to where I am and plops that head over on me. I love it. Every once in a while, when I'm holding him, he tucks his head in on my shoulder and starts sucking his thumb. Such a love-y boy. He LOVES Eve. She can get him to giggle in such a cute way. He has starting pitching fits when something happens that he doesn't like. He bends over as far as he can and just sits there. Sometimes that is accompanied by a grumpy noise or a grunt. It's not very "fit-like" compared to the girls, but I can imagine they will intensify as his little personality keeps developing. He loves to throw balls (well, anything). And is not interested in trying to walk on his own. He is perfectly content holding our hands and walking across the living room. It'll come. Coleman Jude, YOU are a joy.
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