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.