Baseball

Graham LOVES baseball. We play every evening while the baby sleeps an we wait for Mike to get home. He bats lefty and throws mostly with his right hand.  I would like to take this time to predict that this is his sport.  Hey, who doesn't want a Josh Hamilton (post addiction - of course) in their family!

I love this second picture....SILLY face.

After we play a rousing game of baseball, we sit on the swing and "talk".  It's usually a lot of nauseating stuff like "G, How much does Mommy love you?" to which he spreads his tiny arms and says "This much!".  Or "is that dada?, no that's not dada".  Or to discuss the fact that he would like eggs and toast for dinner.  Side note:  This morning he woke up and I could hear him in his room singing Jingle Bells to himself...AWESOME.  Check out his first pair of tennis shoes,  Nike Frees.  They are adorable and make him look so grown up.  He also LOVES to pat my leg while we "talk", which melts my heart. 

Lord, please let this man never tire of sitting and talking to his mama, and praise your name for his joy.

Let's Hear it for Memories.