Eric

Eric turned 18 months old yesterday. Hard to believe that when Jack turned 18 months we had a new baby four days later. Wow, that was an insane period of my life, lol!

Eric is such a darling when he wants to be, and can be a bit of a terror when he wants to be. He has taken to screaming at the top of his lungs when things aren't working out for him (his toy gets taken away, he's taken down from whatever he's climbing on, he isn't held when he wants to be held, etc. etc.) Given proper attention and affection though, he is quite the sweetheart, planting kisses, telling me where all my body parts are (nose! ear! mouth! nose!), enthusiastically "reading" and pointing things out the front window (kitties and puppies). I love how he snuggles his head into the crrook of my neck when I hold him when he's sad or tired. I love how he runs to me to kiss his owies when he gets a little bump or bruise. He is quite adept at making my heart melt.