There is a little boy that steals my heart with his every facial expression . . .

. . . who tries to lift his head by raising his eyebrows . . .

. . . who tries to fit his fist in his mouth . . .

. . . who discovered the sky, the trees and the grass in Nana and Papa's backyard . . .

. . . whose hands won't be this little forever . . .

. . . who LOVES blowing bubbles with fury . . .

. . . even when they pop all over his face . . .

. . . who hasn't yet learned the fun that can found in a Sonic cup . . .

. . .  and who adores his Daddy, of whom he is the spitting image.