
It's funny when people see his red hair because I've heard many people say, "Oooh, he is a red head. He will be a firecracker." And I think, "Yeah right! My blondie is the firecracker. There is nothing firecracker about this kid." And then I start wondering if he'll change, if he'll be a hard child to raise because he has red hair...which sounds silly because it's a hair color...not a personality trait. But I do wonder. Will he always be this perfect? And I'm serious, he is perfect. Even when he is sick as a dog. Even when he needs some food in his belly. Even when he hasn't napped all day. His cries can ALWAYS be fixed by a snuggle session with mom. He. Is. A. Mommas. Boy.
I dont like the fact that my kids keep getting bigger. I wish they would stay little and let me enjoy them a bit longer...well, I take that back. Petey needs to get out of these terrible twos. She is the sweetest little thing---and also the snottiest. :) But she takes after her mother so I don't really have room to complain.

Thank you, Kelsea Elwood. (simplyyouphotoaz.com)
And that's how Suze sees it.
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