Dear George, if one day you found this blog under the eyes, do not think the love of mother to count the posts dedicated to you and those dedicated to Matt for quantifying the love I have for you, because would you astray.
not because I do not write has nothing to tell or remember, but because I'm living in a different way so that you are mature and clearly defined carved inside me, with all of your expressions, facets funny, habits, and progress.
you live in a much more relaxed and less paranoid and not because you're up and you do not have the Kniest syndrome, but because you are the second child.
And with the second child you have so little time to yourself that you do not have time to create for you paranoia behind or miss a thousand thoughts, you have to act, get busy and you can enjoy everything in a different way, relaxed and more aware.
Before I have you wondering if I could ever love you like Matt, I love you not only like him but in a completely different way, gushes of love for both, to be the way you and your differences.
see you grow together is the most beautiful, great and exciting that I could achieve in life ...
I could not conceive my life without you two, it's as if you were ever mine, ever ours, as if you were there all along.
I realize that sounds a bit 'mushy as a declaration of love, but the reality is that I feel and I feel every day ... obviously not in a bad day ... or maybe even in those even if I do more fatigue.
Now you have 7 almost eight months .. .... sure you were born a month early .. before .. but I assure you that you defend well.
Are you a gourmet, eat your man .. with creams and vegetable soup, crazy for cookies to suck the banana into small pieces, bread, ham, and when to eat ice cream if you literally catapult him with his little mouth wide open, you curious to whatever is edible,
put into the mouth of anything and everything and that terrifies me because Matt did not put anything in her mouth, rubs and rolls around the room until you get almost alone in the box, it does not even want to know sit alone, stagger, but not soft .. you feel like standing .. if not you can leave us as you plan, do lots of tatting .. ba ba ma ma ghe GAAAA nanny, you have a sly smile that makes me literally melt your heart .. you have two cheeks to bite, you're adored by mosquitoes, I really like the colorful toys ... yes because you buy them from degenerating parents, do you like the sticks colored containers stacked colored Ikea, go mad for the bells, even though you moving in peace where the rugs you like the floor and rolls when you take some head ... and yet you prefer.
You love your brother and our cat .. Minouche charms when you observe them for hours. Ah
and weights almost like Matt .. and you like him too high.
And you're both happy with you and so are we if we are still terribly tired and a bit of time to do anything other than your parents do.
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