What Little Boys are made of...

I am slowing discovering the joys of a little boy ..

Brooks will turn two in May ..He is so different from his little sister..Mary Fuller is sugar and spice and everything nice...She has crossed her legs in her car seat since she could sit up.

Brooks loves anything that has wheels.. he runs..he says the word..poo poo..stinky and laughs his head off....

He is tender and sweet and you can tell he loves his MaMa in a special way. .

He is not near as verbal as Mary Fuller was at his age but you can tell he understands everything going on around him..

Just like any man, he has few words but when he speaks we all listen !

When we were in Disney we were riding this big train, as soon as we got off he hit the ground and I was like Brooks..what are you doing ? He was looking at the wheels...it just cracks me up..

He takes his trucks and jams them together and when they don't do what he wants..he gets mad..mad like a man....

This discovery comes to me slowly because I have been a mother of girls...they come with an attitude..not our little boy..

He is just precious.....he loves his PaPa..they have this connection..I am not sure if it is the blackberry he lets him play with or that Brooks was named after him. Brooks lights up when Dee walks in the door.

I am sure this comes as no big Revelation to you that have sons and grandsons but there is something so special about this little man in our life.

So when you see me throwing the ball and sitting at his T- ball game sweating and playing with him at the beach and getting on my floor to play trucks with him ..you will know I have fallen in love with our grandson.

So snips and snails and puppy dog tails..It is all true..that is what our little man is made of.

Loving you all...

Robin