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... of a personality


"I'll show you personality."

Oh sure, we've gotten smiles in the past few weeks. You have even seen some on this blog. But the last two days, have actually made me hopeful that this child might actually be developing a very fun personality. We have had two - yes TWO - fun, giggly play times in the last 24 hours. Those ten minutes have officially redeemed the hundreds of hours of crying I have heard over the last eight weeks. Actually seeing him see us and smile and react to what we are doing is one of the best feelings. He feels like a person to me now and less like a baby. I see a glimpse of what he will be like as a little boy and a teenager and a man. It's crazy that he will be a man someday (an AbraMan), but it's exciting to anticipate who he will become.

We got the camera out during one of the giggly times. We did not have the camera taking speed photos. These are actually all separate shots over the five minutes or so. All leading up to... a breakdown (of course).








I know, that was a lot. But I thought they were all too cute not to share. And it was proof that we didn't just happen to catch a good picture.

Tonight, over dinner at Black Eyed Pea, Quinn and I discussed Abram dating. I know that right now the biggest milestones are smiling and learning how to suck on his own hand to sooth himself:

but he will be dating before we know it.

The discussion came about because we are facing a decision about vaccinations for his two month appointment. We are actually going to switch pediatricians because the one we had initially chose does not budge on vaccinations. While we were learning about hepatitis B and the vaccine, we naturally started to talk about Abram dating and what career he might choose, etc. It is very strange to feel like you are making decisions for your kids which may affect them so far down the line. But, if you just blindly go with what the American Academy of Pediatrics says to do, you could be opening them up to the possibility of severe enough side effects that the government has a national vacccination injury compensation law (which is scary...)

That discussion is for another day.

Anyway, we are also on the verge of a playmate!! Our friends, Jerod and April just had their second son, Asher. Abram and Asher (or Babram and Basher) are about six weeks apart and will make great friends as they get older. It's kind of selfish, because I like April, so the boys better be friends :) We went and visited them and got a pictures of the boys (minus two year old Elijah, who was playing).

Man, my boys look very pale in comparison to April's boys...

Well, good night. I hope to be reporting on more of these fun, giggly playtimes as the weeks progress. But for now, we must all get some sleep.


"Aufwiedersehen." (That's right. Abram knows German.)
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  1. UnknownJanuary 16, 2011 at 10:31 AM

    cute!!

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  2. KatieJanuary 16, 2011 at 11:54 AM

    isn't it amazing how two 10 minute play times redeem 8 weeks of crying?? :D that's just how it is with kids. those beautiful moments really do make it all worth it. today, Siena was giving me passionate kisses and hanging on me ALL AFTERNOON, which was adorable, and allowed me to get nothing done! it's a crazy season in life, but one that is filled to the brim with moments that feed your soul. you're at the beginning of a very happy, sometimes non-productive, not easy but very fun, journey! haha

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