Monkamoo

Monkey baby, Monkalicious, Monkamonk, Monkabear, Monka Monka burnin’ love, Monkamoo.  I love this boy, and I am so grateful that I’ve had this summer to watch him grow.  From my shy little snuggle bug, to this boy suddenly exploding with vocabulary and personality, I am blessed.  Blessed to have had these last few weeks where a combo of vacation and daycare being closed afforded me a ton of time to spend with the kiddos.  Sure there were days that were stressful, and there may or may not have been a day or two that I felt I was just a horrible mother who wasn’t cut out to do this whole parenting thing… but here we are on the other side of that, and they’re back to their lives of part time daycare, and I find myself missing them.

This little dude especially, he has changed so so much since the spring… This little face is more and more boy and less and less baby.  Lucky for me, he has yet to relinquish his title as the house snuggler, and I’ll hang onto that as long as I can.  Man, it goes by too fast.  (and yes, some day I know he’ll despise all my ridiculous nicknames for him, so for now I’ll live it up.)