Hiiiii....

"Buck or Bucky" as he's known these days (stemming from Wyatt who couldn't say Michael at first, so called him Buckle) is becoming such a big boy. His new arsenal of words includes clearer versions of "hi, thank you, hot and please." He knows when he is being a stinker and he intentionally makes you laugh. Food remains his constant joy and he'll walk to his highchair when he is hungry and say, "Pease." "Nice-nice" prompts him to give you the sweetest hugs, though he has a lot of stranger anxiety these days and only give them to us. And since I'm not sure I've ever mentioned it, it's important that I say it so I remember how strangely and sweetly Michael loves to fall asleep holding a fistful of my hair.

He is our heaven-sent little Buck.