Of Patience

Our little man is quite the patient little man.

With that spitfire of a big sister he's got, that patience sure does come in handy.  For example, when she's bopping him on the head with her book because she's eager to share, he just takes it.  When she's smothering his head with the weight of her own in an attempt to show him some lovin', he barely responds, except for with a smile.  When we're too busy paying attention to the latest of her antics to really notice him as well as we should, he still rewards us with a giant grin just for one glance in his direction.

It's like he gets it.  And he's just waiting his turn until he can have fun playing, too. 

Because he sure does like to play.

When Daddy tied his paci to big sister's balloon from the County Fair, he just thought it was the silliest thing to see it float to the ceiling every time he let the paci slip out of his mouth.  When I forgot to grab one of his towels before his bath and had to resort to swallowing him in my own, he got the biggest kick out of it.  When his sister practically tackles him, he giggles away. 

He's just waiting to grow up.  But in the most patient way.