Whatever the "word" is, he is it. He is never calm, never sits, never rests, never stops pretending that his sister (who is barely crawling) is a horse that he can sit on and ride.
he. never. stops.
but do you know what else he never stops doing?
laughing, exploring, pretending, entertaining, questioning.
Today we were taking a walk, and when we got home, the sprinklers were going off. He looked up at me, full of hope. I let go of his hand, and he tore through the yard (fully clothed) for 15 minutes. and when he wanted me to join him...I did.
He enjoys life. He wants to experience everything.
and he is all mine.
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