My heart is so full of thankfulness. I stand amazed that I have been blessed five times over with such wonderful, healthy, and happy sons. Why God allowed me this gift I know not, nor am I worthy, or do I dare question it for too long, for I am too grateful.
You would think that after five sons I would be tired of chubby hands, drooling smiles, droopy eyes, and baby kisses, but my appetite seems to be insatiable. My little Roman is now ten months old, and walking all over the place. I wanted him to stay a baby longer by crawling, but there is something so adorable by a miniaturized child walking. He is so full of life and joy that my cup runneth over with gratitude and happiness, just by watching him.
He knows his name well, and flirts with me when I call it out. He now comes toddling over as quick as his unstable legs will carry him, so he can be held by my predictable arms. Squeezing his soft flesh in my hand has never made me weary. His laugh sounds more like a squeaky toy than a human giggle, and I know that this voice won't last forever. I realize after having four sons before him, that these gifts of time are meant to be enjoyed now. Not after the bed is made, or only for brief moments in between cleaning rooms, but NOW. For cobwebs can wait til tomorrow, for babies grow up, much to our sorrow.
I have enjoyed all of the ages that my boys have been to be perfectly honest, but this age of innocence is like looking at all the reasons why God fell completely in love with us. This unconditional love and need for me, melts my heart, no, every fiber of my being. Thank you God!

Roman enjoying his ride in the jogging stroller.

Roman smiling at an old man that walked in the bakery, when the bells jangled on the door behind him. I think he thought the man made the sound, because he toddled up to him and wrinkled up his nose, as if to say, "That was great, do it again!"

Roman, curiously looking at the large orange balls on the ground. "What in the world are these for?"

He is finally getting to man handle one. However, it was a disappointment when it didn't bounce...lol.
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Oct. 5, 2006 - He is gorgeous!
My Ashley is almost 13 now~ hard to believe~ I remember when we took her for her 1-year-pictures~ every one has that little wrinkled nose look! Too cute!
Roman is a treasure~ for sure! I'm glad you're enjoying every minute of your time with him. We are so not used to boys around here~ and in this time that we are waiting for Ian to come home to our family~ I find myself extremely attracted to other baby boys.
Thanks for sharing!