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| Owen 16 months |
I love his tiny little hands, and tickle his tiny feet. He loves tickles. When I remove his shoes I massage his feet.
I grab his nose and pretend to take it away from his face and then put it back on again. This always amuses him and he starts to laugh and smile. Then he pretends to take my nose away.
He sucks his thumb for comfort.
I say 'kisses' and he gives me a kiss sometimes with a little booger but mummies do not mind their children's boogers do they. He knows the word kiss.
He smiles and is happy most of the time except when he is teething. His molar teeth have pushed through recently so he suffered with sore gums, red cheeks and a runny nose.
He has a mind of his own to, is very cheeky and determined. When he is trying to get into the kitchen cupboards or open a door he is not meant to be exploring he looks to see if anyone is watching him and smiles cheekily and does it anyway. He already knows how to open the child proof locks in the kitchen cupboards. He drags the little wooden chairs around the house to get into things on benches and tables. He is a pretty good climber.
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| Owen a few days new |
Every night he climbs onto my lap demanding my every attention. At 16 months he is still breast feeding but we are starting to give him a bottle but he still loves mummy cuddles.
I consciously try to remember every little moment and detail, his pretty blond curls, blue eyes and adorable smile. He is small, so small, and so beautiful.
Please let me remember these precious moments forever because these are the best times of my life. My precious sons who I adore.
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