I couldn't end my grateful list without including how grateful I am for my baby boy. Beckham has stolen all of our hearts. This little boy is pure joy. I tell you, he has us all wrapped around his little chubby (chuggy, as Gwen says it) finger. On mornings when Beckham wakes up before we do, Brad or I bring him into bed with us. It thrills him completely, and he gives us the smile of pure pleasure. I love that little look. At 15 months, he loves crawling, and doesn't care much about walking, he belly laughs every time we play peek-a-boo, adores his daddy, calls everyone and everything he loves mommy, smiles, waves and says hi to everything, and listens really well to a little, "No, no buddy." He LOVES food, and eats like no one I've ever seen. He keeps his mouth as full as possible, and stuffs more in as quickly as possible using both hands. He keeps us laughing, and makes our world happy. One of my greatest blessings is the way our family feels so complete now that he is here. I am so lucky to have that sweet, happy, soft, and chubby boy. I love you sweet boy.
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there is something about the little boy...we feel much the same in our house.
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