My little Micah is just the cutest little boy.  It isn’t just the big blue eyes, the long eyelashes and curly hair that make him so cute.  He has the best little personality.  He is always so animated.  The way he talks just makes John and I laugh.  He loves to be funny.  He loves to be loved on even though he will never admit it.

He stopped wanting kisses from me so I made up a game.  It is “let’s see if you can’t smile when I kiss you” game.  He loves it.  He wants to play it all the time.  He always loses.

He is starting to act out more and then watches John and I to see how we will react and how much he can get away with things.

He loves his brothers and sister.  Although, he is a little leary of Gianluca.  He won’t let his blanket anywhere close to Gianluca because he must “fro up” on it.

He loves to play outside.  He can dig in the dirt for long periods of time. In fact he loves to dig with our spoons.  He never brings them back in so this week we started having to use plastic silverware since we are so short on spoons. (Some how they are all lost outside.  I sent the older kids outside to find them and offered Smarties to the person who came back with the most spoons.  Unfortunately, Curtis was the only one who found one and it was just the stem part).

I love that Micah is my little buddy.  We do almost everything together.  He loves to help cook.  He loves to do laundry.  He loves to go shopping.

I just can’t get enough of my little (big) man.