The Life of Gavin

Ok, so I thought Gavin was changing fast before, but now he literally wakes up a different person than when he went to bed. Who he was Monday is so different from who he is Thursday. I used to be able to put him in the car seat and he would fall asleep before I could even get him in the car. Those days are gone. He has now decided to simply hate the car seat straps. He realizes he is being strapped in and immediately screams his defiance. He even gets mad when I am messing with the straps to take him OUT. Straps mean evil in Gavin's world. He all of a sudden hates bibs too. I don't like them either but they serve a purpose and Gavin doesn't really seem to care. He takes them off constantly.

He needs the bibs. He drools EVERYWHERE. He is starting to cut a tooth and drools and chews and then drools and chews some more. He will chew his hands, his toys, his Bumbo seat. He even chews on mail. We spend all this money on whatever the latest fad is in chewing toys and the child wants to chomp up my 20% off coupons.

He smiles. I know he has been smiling before but now he REALLY smiles. It is so big and bright it is a wonder I can capture it with my camera. Everyone should wake up to this smile. It would be the end of bad days.

He sucks his toes. My child sucks his toes!! I don't even know how he gets them up to his mouth. Usually this would be considered a disgusting little habit but its Gavin so obviously its the cutest thing ever.

He LOVES story time. It is amazing to me that he even understands the whole concept but he sits there and looks at the beautiful pictures and helps you flip the pages. It is such a special way to end the evening with him.

It is wonderful to watch him notice new things every day. I can't even imagine what goes through his mind. How exciting and wonderful the world must be to him. He just noticed the owl that sits on his dresser in his room. He smiles at it every morning. Like he made a new friend and they share a secret together. The many changes in him are wonderful, irritating and exciting all at the same time. I love teaching him to do things for himself but I want him to need me too. The battle of all mothers.