"Peter, PT, Petes"

He is my baby. He is perfect. He is beautiful. He is sweet. He is well tempered. He is my baby.

Most of the funny things in my house happen with the just shy of 5 year old (7 days but no one is counting). However, I thought Peter deserved a little of the attention as well.

Today he waved. Indescribable feeling to have your baby wave at you. He was as amazed as I was. He looked at his hand with as much disbelief as I did. So I waved at him and said "Hi Peter" (about a hundred times) until he waved again and we both smiled from here to the next town (that would be Cosmos, yes I live near a place called Cosmos and also to the East is a place called Plato, but since I am only blogging about my kids I can't say anything else). His little arms are finally getting pudgy so when he waved there was a little crease left behind.

Today he also stood on his own two feet for about a minute. Then he proceeded to fall against the swingset and cry.

Yesterday he rolled off the changing table because I walked away. I heard a loud thunk and ran the short distance to his room and found him flat on his back, no blood, no swelling, no obvious injuries. I felt terrible and cried. Noah says "it was Peters fault he rolled and shouldn't have" then I said it was my fault and he said no "i should have stood by him", I again said it was my fault and now he will tell everyone that Peter rolled off his changing table and it was all mommy's fault! Isn't that nice of him?!!?!?!?

Peter is also very fascinated by shadows. He sees one and nothing else around him matters. he would probably stare at one for hours.

He can rock a rocking chair and he finds this very funny!

He loves to swing and bounce and wriggle and squirm and maybe I should call him houdini?!?!!?

Peter also LOVES, I mean, REALLY LOVES his brother. If there were 100 people in a room he would look and look until he found his Big Brother Noah and then he gives him the BIGGEST most genuine smile that says "I love you and only you bro", I had NO idea the connection they would have. I am not certain whether or not I had anything to do with their bond. I truly believe it is something beyond me and I hope it NEVER ends!!! I am sure it will have it's ups and downs but in the end it will be true!

Peter is perfect. He is filling out, a little pudgy, but not too pudgy, he has a beautiful complexion, the biggest brown eyes, and the softest brown hair I have ever felt. His cheeks. HIs cheeks are just big enough that you could squeeze but since he is sitll so small I refrain. He is already funny, has a great little laugh, perfect little feet, and the best dameanor. He is so relaxed, busy, but not much gets to him. I hope he stays this way. That older brother is a GREAT kid as well but he has my dameanor, we wear our emotions on our sleeve, it is good, you always know what we are thinking, but it is exhausting as well.

So overall. I love my Peter, PT, Petes!!! I really really love him. I love all of him!

How sweet it is!!