Two years ago today, we welcomed this little man into the world. That sweet, contemplative little one has grown into a sweet, funny, tender, loving two year old. Just a week or so ago, he started saying, "Gramma." I think he could say it before then but it got to be a little joke between us on skype.
"What's my name?"
"Papa!"
"That's not my name! What's my name?"
"Papa!" ... and on it would go with a tilt of his head and a teasing smile.
But now, he says, "Gramma!"
Today, I said "Happy birthday, Levi. I love you."
He replied, "Happy birthday to you, Gramma. I wuv u too."
Knock me over with a feather.
Happy birthday, little man!
"What's my name?"
"Papa!"
"That's not my name! What's my name?"
"Papa!" ... and on it would go with a tilt of his head and a teasing smile.
But now, he says, "Gramma!"
Today, I said "Happy birthday, Levi. I love you."
He replied, "Happy birthday to you, Gramma. I wuv u too."
Knock me over with a feather.
Saying hello for the first time two years ago
and
saying good-bye back at the end of my visit back in November
Happy birthday, little man!
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