Braving the Cold

Who better to brave the cold with than a lion?

Where Would Kosse Sleep?

Each night Kosse takes his bunny and blanket to bed with him.  Lately, if he has something new or something he has been particularly interested in that day, he will take an extra thing also.  Last night I told Kosse I was getting his pjs and a dry diaper and he should get his bunny and blanket ready for bed.  This was the scene when I returned to his room:

 Moma has to say no at least sometimes to this face....

He was trying to explain to me ( I think) why each thing needed to be in there....but we went with just bunny and blanket.

So Fresh and So Clean

Kosse is smelling nice and looking great after his bath this morning.

Ready for the pitch, Moma!

But not too many clear shots as flips on the couch became more fun than posing for pictures.

Snow update...

Dad asked how my car does in the snow and here is the answer....

uhh...melt away snow! I don't care for you.

Ugh...snow.

This is the scene from outside my door this morning.  You'll just have to imagine Kosse all bundled up and playing in it...he wasn't born to a snow moma.

Happy Birthday, Symphony!, Kosse Isn't Autistic, and Kosse's Destined for Tall Things

Happy Birthday, Symphony Lyn! Hard to believe you're 8 years old now....we love you very much!

Huh? Is there cake at the doctor's office?

Kosse had his 2 year old well child checkup today.  After a long series of questions and answers, the doctor was happy to report he tested to not be autistic....hmmm, I think I might have suspected as much.  He is in the 50 percentile for weight but 95 percentile for height!  His doctor said his growth is perfect...and of course his moma says he's perfect all around! We had a scary moment when he wrestled his hand away from me, grabbed the needle giving him his shot, and scratched his leg and hand when he jerked it from the nurse! Oh, I felt so horrible.  He was cheered up and once again all smiles with the application of a bright, circus themed bandaid; but moma now knows to hold those hands tightly!

There's a fish tank that Kosse likes to watch the fish in and today he spent some time peering over the back of the bench at the fish.

When he tired of fish watching, he took advantage of the periodicals provided.

I love this kiddo.

For Precious Kaleb

 

 

 

I could agree there are as many different visions of heaven as there are faithful believers.  I wonder if I visited heaven today, would I be rocking and soothing a  newborn or would a four-year-old boy be running joyfully into his moma's outstretched arms? I love you, Kaleb and I miss you very much.  We all do.