The Littlest

If he had his way he’d spend all of his waking hours outside. We are in for a long winter with this guy. Luckily we have small sledding hills next door, so he’ll at least get a little taste of the outdoors on the days when the windchill isn’t -10.

His vocabulary is growing everyday and my heart leapt when I heard him say “brother” yesterday. One of his first friends. One of his first identities. Watching siblings grow together is greater than my wildest expectations. Even if it means refereeing wrestling matches between a 17 month old and 6 year old. And getting hit in the face with damn near anything they can pick up and throw. Helps toughen me up for the dog eat dog corporate world.

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