Not a baby!

Now that we have a new baby on the way (Dean or Chrysanthemum Oval), it's a little easier to accept the fact that Julius is no longer a baby.  He's past that wonderful stage where he learns a new word every day, yet still knows few enough words that I can count them up.  Now he pretty much knows all he needs to communicate.  Sylvia loves to give him a long list of words to repeat.  

Now, he's not the world's finest enunciator, which gives him the ability to make cute little-kid mispronunciations.  Like when he got Heather's fruity gum out of her purse and said, "a water ellen gwum?  PWEE DAD?"  How can you resist?!

His other big thing now is his absurd strength.  He can pull Sylvia around in the big wagon, or give her rides on his dump truck.  When he does this he looks like the people on the "world's strongest man" challenges pulling tractor-trailers behind them.  

Oh and his other big thing now is his crazy lust for life.  He just has such vigor.  It's exhausting to see how eagerly he faces the day.  I like to tell Heather that it would be fun to go through my day with Julius' eagerness.  He loves doing everything.  "A WAKE UP!  A BOWER!  A DWINK COFFEE? CARRRR!  WIDE!!  OH, COME TOO, COME TOO!  HEFFY BOOK, A HEFFY BOOK!"