It’s been fun to have Littlest in school with us. I will start with a disclaimer that he is a very good baby, by far the best-natured of my three, which makes a HUGE difference. Things could be so much different, and I daily acknowledge the blessing that it is to have a happy baby.
I think, quite honestly, that he loves being with us as much as we love having him. He’s like our little school mascot.
He’s the other guy in all of our word problems: “If Middlest has five and Littlest has zero, how many do we have all together?”
He listens in on all of our stories.
And he’s dying to get in on a little of the action. Do you notice? He’s all fingers in nearly every picture.
Your time’s a-coming, little man.
