He's pure sweetness. And happiness. My new middle child. And he slept on the top bunk all by himself two nights ago and then called himself "Mr. Top Bunk Sleeper" the entire next day. He has started growling at strangers. Growling like a ferocious animal and we have no idea why. He loves using JP and Robin as his own personal jungle gym. He can scale up their legs and do a back flip in under three seconds. Last night he and I snuck away to the bunk beds while the house was still full of people and he curled up beside me and asked me to say his prayers for him. I prayed for sweet sleep and a day full sunshine and running and adventures at the barn. He grinned and wrapped his hands in my hair and drifted off to sleep. Oh, how I needed that. I love him, love him, love him. He is joy and laughter and crooked smiles. And he just may be the cutest Batman ever.
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