Our squishy little Declan is so, so good. He upped his cuddle game this past month and prefers to sleep forehead-to-forehead with me while his gummy little fingers hug my cheeks in place. I have a feeling his sister is giving away all of our secrets when the kids lay together sucking their thumbs with arms tangled around each other; he is her Velveteen Rabbit. Declan spends much of his day exploring his hands, feet, and toys like it's his job, rolling and scooting around the living room so to keep up with the family buzz while dodging his jumping, twirling sister. The rest of the day, he is perched on our hips, joining in household chores, and lurching towards any food that comes near him. Once he threw his head back like a great white shark, nearly snapping his neck off trying to get to a bite of Chris' chips and queso. It's taken four months, but he finally made it through a single car-ride without screaming, screeching, wailing, and sweating through his nose pores. Let's hope it's not another four months before we have another quiet ride.
We cherish this good-natured boy.
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