40 inches tall (91%ile for height)
39lbs (95%ile for weight)
He loves me, his Mommy.
In his eyes I am perfect.
He turns to me for comfort, he turns to me for strength.
He wants me to hold him, hold his hand, or be there for him when he's scared.
He wants to sit on my lap at church, play wee wee toes with him, or rub his tummy or back looking for "bugs."
He is loves being a STRONG manly man, but is still a sweet little innocent boy who needs his Mother. I always remind him to be BRAVE.
He asks me to lay with him at night and I pretty much always do. I can't resist his requests, especially when I can hear a hint of lonely fear in his voice.
Such a tiny boy in a big bed in a room by himself.
He's precious.
He will only be small for a little while, I am grateful I get to be there for every part of it.
Thank you Malachi Wes for thinking I hung the moon, for thinking I'm perfect, for thinking you need me as much as you do. You are such a sweet boy, I love you.
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