have i told you lately...

that I adore my son? This is a reminder, mostly for myself, of why I became a SAHM and opted out on all those other life adventures I had planned. At least for now. Because Walter has hit his clingy phase and he hit it hard. Home run, kid.

Reasons why being Walter's mom is AWE....wait for it....SOME:

He thinks sneezing is hilarious.

From birth he has had a little alfalfa sprout on his head. Guh. So cute.

Blue eyes.

He laughs like a psychopath.

He'll blow bubbles until his onesie is soaked through with bubble blowing spit. In otherwords, he is a stud.

His goal in life is to eat my cell phone. And his father's cell phone.

He's a whole lotta something packed into a small little body. (Really, he's only thirteen pounds and five months old. Way to own that 6 percentile in weight for age.)

He can squeal with the best of those pigs.

He can only go backwards in his walker. This means that his quests to head out the open front door usually result in him getting stuck against the couch.

He always lets me know when his dad has given him illicit food, like that time he drooled orange spree all over his white onesie.

He yells at us when he bites his fingers too hard on his little tooth.

He will only eat his oatmeal if there is applesauce mixed in. If you're wondering, it's a pretty disgusting combination.

I've always wanted a constant audience when I pee, shower, and gussy myself up.

He has the longest eyelashes in the world. Watch me give birth to a daughter with alopecia.

In reference to the above, some guy called him a girl in Wal-Mart the other day. Even though he was in all blue and manly pants.

He gives the best kisses. And sometimes he slips ya the tongue.

Who needs room darkening curtains? Not my child. To fall asleep, he just pulls his blanket over his head.

I gave birth to him, he's adorable, etc. etc. etc.

Mkay, I need to go. He just tried to bite his toe off. But seriously, motherhood is the best job in the world. Thank you for letting me remind myself. So all of you random women out there who are wondering whether or not to let your husbands impregnate you (if you're not married....out of the question, don't even think about it) do it. Greatest adventure of my life. And the best part: it just started.