Poem for my dad

To my dad whom I adore

The one whom I celebrate for.

The one who's been there from the start.

The man who first had my heart.

The one who taught me how to be loved.

Just like my father from above.

Who showed me I was his princess.

Who should never be treated as anything less.

Who gave me the confidence that helped me become. 

The women I am, yes a wonderful one.

This dad of mine has always given me praise,

told me I deserve better, therefore my bar was raised.

So when my prince came along, I was ready and knew we belonged.

The qualities I knew he had.. Ones I loved about my own dad.

My father was right... No one better for me, 

Than a man who would treat me like a queen. 

This is the future he saw for me... A wonderful life is now what I lead. 

Krew 20 months

Hold me

Bath hi bye yes no food wawa down(downstairs) I want some bite shoes socks mama dada Bella ball

He loves balls, can kick well, dribble and catch a little. We just weened him off food pouches because they were expensive and he wanted them all day. Now he drinks some milk before before bed. He loves to take baths, showers are ok. He plays so good on his own, and right alongside the big kids. He is such a happy content boy but he is busy and doesn't sit still for long. We are usually in the hall during sacrament at some point. And shopping doesn't last long because he wants to run around. But at home he's usually easy breezy. Doesn't need me to hold or play with him to much. He still doesn't sit and watch movies yet. He is so coordinated like daddy and can climb and jump and swing and kick etc so well. He loves everyone and still goes to almost anybody. He is still crazy cuddly, kisses and tight long hugs. He makes lots of cute silly faces. He has been such a sweetheart in every way. And I swear the day after he turned 18 months he starts hitting and throwing fits. It isn't that often but it came out of nowhere.