"another soul to marvel over"

I was just reading This Blog and I just loved the way she was talking about things that when the time comes I'm sure I'll be just as nervous and excited. I got so nervous when porter was born my mom had to come up and force feed me. But that little boy of hers is so adorable. I look forward to the day when I can just snuggle up with my porter boy and have a conversation about whatever is in his head. Porter was the least snuggly little boy ever. I like to say often (so you've probably heard it before) that from the time he learned to hold his head up he never put it back down on my shoulder. He's slowly becoming a little more affectionate and I love it. OH he makes my heart just burst with love. He was sick for the last week with croup and fortunately he had a really mild case. We never had a bad night and he only had one day where I genuinely thought about taking him to the hospital but he read my mind and kicked his lungs into gear and did fine. Because he was so sickly he wasn't in the mood to be his crazy self and just wanted to watch a movie and snuggle with mom or watch dad play BaBall (basketball) on xbox and snuggle with dad. He LOVES the mickey mouse club and every morning we wake up and eat and then watch mickey figure out puzzles while he either stands in the middle of the room, thumb in mouth staring at the tv. or he snuggles right up to me and lets me scratch his scalp and feel those wonderful round cheeks and take a few big breaths so I can take in that wonderful unique scent he has. 

Yesterday he did the funniest and cutest thing so far. he  makes a smacking kissing sound around the house, but when he kisses he still makes the muuuuah sound. He switched that up yesterday when he came up to my face and quickly kissed me as many times as he could in a short space of time like a bunch of pecks really fast. He was basically making out with me. Smushing his face into mine for longer than he ever has before giving me so many kisses. I was giggling and broke apart from him and he looked at me, laughed, raised his sweet chubby fingers to my cheeks and held my face still as he could and did it again. smack,smack,smack,smack,smack,smack muuuuuuaaaah. I was laughing so hard and trying to kiss him back and take in the opportunity to kiss my little, soft, round faced, blue eyed, little boy. 

Anyway, back to the blog, I loved the way she worded her excitement that she gets "another soul to marvel over". I have never found a sentence more true. These aren't just children. They are hard, funny, frustrating, hillarious, tiring, adorable, thoughtful, true, givers, takers, just wonderful little experiences. I wonder if he knows just how much I marvel over his reactions, the way he graciously goes out of his way to make me smile, how quickly he learns, the way he leans his head over to the side of his chair when he's tired, the way he bashfully gives me the sweetest smile while raising his shoulders almost to cover his face (can you think of the look? it's flirty and bashful at the same time) the way he leans over me and lays his head on my chest for a few seconds to show he cares, the way he checks with me when he is scared to do something, the way he looks to see if i'm not looking if he's going to do something naughty aes vb bgg the WAy he insists with messing with the computer if I'm on it ( I left some of his work for you if you couldn't tell) the way he kicks his foot up when he dances because of the hot dog dance. I kinda love the crazy scrunched up face he makes for pictures..... I love this little soul. when he learns to stop hitting he's going to make an awesome big brother... when I give him the chance to be one :)

Happy Sunday!