He was born into a rather large and
growing family. I remember him at
this age, content to nap often with
his fluffy white teddy.
Of recent, I watched him play with
wooden cars and trucks and
thought of how fast he learned
the greatest pleasures
in his small world.
Older brothers and a sister
do not baby him, and it has made
him independent and able
to entertain himself.
While sitting in my lap,
we sometimes have conversation.
It is then he looks me in the eyes
and studies my face, sometimes
placing his hand on my cheek,
smiling all over himself.
He's two years old now and I
still think of him, the youngest
child as the
"Littlest Angel."
Blessings......Dee Dee
