:: "Ah-Haw!" ::
A couple days this week Cohen has been playing in his room while I do dishes or laundry, and he'll come running out with his cowboy hat on and his gun in hand and yell "AH-HAW!" = yeehaw. He'll point his gun and make a "pshew" noise.
It makes my day.
It makes me smile.
And it makes all my worries go away.
He is also turning into a fearless monkey.
He stands on things and jumps or bounces {without good balance} and still manages to not get too hurt. Nothing has broken on his body yet. {knock on wood}
I'm not looking forward to that happening.
I LOVE COHEN.
One of my favorite things that he does right now is:
whenever he is by someone smaller than him he goes up to their face as close as he possibly can and says "HI" {no way to describe how cute he says it}. And he leans into them and wants to give a little snuggle. He's going to make a great big brother some day. Some day...
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