September 3rd, 2020

Sweetest Kian Thomas, You are six years old... how the fuck did that happen? You're a tornado. You're an engineer. You're an artist. You're incredibly smart and funny. You are definitely the youngest child. I want to start writing more often and I'm going to try to do that. Recently your passions are ninja weapons, guns, and anything you can take apart or build. You are NON. STOP. I love you forever baby boy, Mom

June 6th, 2017

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

You are a monster boy my love. You're almost 3! You are so strong willed, determined, and independent. This morning you peed in the ferret cage.

...why tho?

You love riding your bike, your scooter, and playing outside. You almost have your ABCs down and are learning lots of songs.

It melts My heart when you say I YUY YOU.

I love you forever baby boy,

Mom

March 7th, 2016

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

Hey little rock star. 

You've been sick this week, so obviously you've been especially stinky as well. Every time you do something naughty you throw this look at me:

Ridiculous. 

Also, we went to the zoo. 

Lesson of the day: do not try to ride the goats, and do not do like sissy and stick your head in the fence. 

I love you forver baby boy, 

Mommy

February 16th 2016

We had an incredibly fun day. We went to the park and had a birthday party for Papa. 

You said your first sentence. "I did it!" You were playing T Ball. 

I love you forever baby boy,

Mommy

January 19th, 2016

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

After 18 months of being a stubborn little dude, you're finally walking.

I get it, I do. You get everywhere so fast crawling... why switch that up?

You know how to do it, you're good at it, and it's adorable. So just WALK! :) 

While I want you to walk like the big boy you are, I'm also torn. You're the last of our babies, and you're not so baby anymore. You're the last guy that me and dad will coach on techniques for standing up, and how to fall when you miss your footing. My baby isn't a baby anymore. But... even if you're keeping up with Damen and Ry, (who by the way told me you two are best friends today) you will always be a baby to me. My baby. 

On another note: molars. Six of them. Coming in at once. I don't blame you one bit for being a crank master.

(CHEEESE!)

Also, I sneezed today and it of nowhere you told me "bless you".

I love you forever,

Mommy.

July 27th, 2015

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

On this, the eve of your first birthday..

I just put you in bed after cuddling you to sleep. 

You sat in my arms, arching your head back so I would kiss your nose. 

It seems silly to be so senitmental about a birthday, but it means you're growing up. Before I know it you'll be as tall as Rylee, and playing tag with the big kids. 

It just doesn't seem real.

Happy birthday baby boy. 

I love you forever mister K-Thomas,

Mommy 

February 28, 2015

Sweetest Kian Thomas,

You are my Hambug.

This week you're starting to move around a little more. You've been pulling yourself around the tile while wearing footy pajamas. You scoot backwards on your tummy and get mad when you're stuck in some toys.

When you're tired you lay your head down and take a break.

Your new sound is a weird guttural swallowing sound, and also g sounds. 

You like to headband when you're excited, and love watching your brother and sister. 

You don't like baby food, you'd rather stick to bottles. 

You're seven months old today. 

It's going way too fast.

I love you forever baby boy,

Mommy