Thursday, March 11, 2010

My brown-eyed boy


The day starts early for this little man.
Nap times are very optional for him.
He chews gum like a cow, loves white balloons and talks like Spanky.
He eats.
He whines.
He plays.
He whines
He sleeps.

And I can't for the life of me, get enough of this kid. I give in every time,
just ask Mr. Nielson, whatever Nicholas wants, he gets.
Today I carried him around the house, just like he wanted me too, and just like I wanted to too.
Maybe he will be my last baby, time only knows, so I will use this time wisely and carry him around and baby his little cheeks until they hurt.

(...and take pictures of him on the toilet, it is still soooo cute)

Happy Birthday to my big seester Courtie. OMGoodness, I love you lots.