Isaiah 17 Months

Isaiah sees something new and says in his cute boyish baby talk, “Oh WOW!”

That’s basically the reaction I’m hoping for when he sees the new masthead.  May is over half over and I finally have the new masthead up.  OH WOW!

Speaking of my beautiful baby — I think I can safely report that’s he’s just about the cutest thing on the planet these days.

Everything he does, the way he stands on his tippy toes to reach everything, the way he stuffs his cheeks with buttery toast and crumby chin, the way he points to squirrels and says DOGGIE!, and the way he throws his chubby hands in the air when he’s excited — it’s all just a blubber of adorable.

I find myself wanting to freeze each little moment with him, the way he leans his head against my chest when I read to him, the way he understands so many different things without being able to talk, the way he ducks his head into my line of vision when I’m holding him and looking in another direction…I’m trying to hold onto everything, but it goes so fast.  It was just the other day when he was all rolls and gurgles and now he grabs his own shoes and lifts his feet to help me put them on him.  Out of nowhere, he went from deep listener to deep lover of water, washing hands, taking baths, and splashing water whenever he gets a chance.  (I can’t WAIT to see our water bill.)

I can feel myself becoming the mom that thinks each milestone is THE MOST IMPORTANT PIECE OF NEWS IN THE FREE WORLD.  Because, you know, WHO CARES who’s running for president or that the economy is still shit and the Miami Heat is the new evil superpower of the world?  WHO CARES ABOUT THESE THINGS WHEN ISAIAH IS CLIMBING ON TOP OF CHAIRS?

The tiny but deep earthquakes of joy he delivers each days is nothing short of miraculous and I thank God everyday for giving me a boy who sometimes feels like an angel in Gap sweatshirts.