February 1, 2015
My nephew is 18 months old now. The last time he was here in August he still couldn't walk. Later last year he started taking tentative steps. And right now he's an almost-runner. His movements are more deliberate, naughtier, his eyes more mischievous, and my, my, what a smart little boy. Hi has his own language, as do other children his age, and this is the part of a small person's life where we wish he wouldn't grow up. Just please, stay this way, gibberish talk and all, twinkly eyes and smiley mornings. All innocent and sweet, pure sunshine.