Oliver has truly never met a stranger. I know some people say that about their babies, but seriously, the kid loves everyone. At Bed, Bath, and Beyond last week we were walking around and he saw this sweet older lady and he just toddled right over to her and threw his arms in the air as if to say, "There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere!" She told me she would take him home right then and there. She can't have him, though. He's too sweet to give away.
He is a happy baby. Sure, he has his moments of whining and fussiness (though I'm sure his grandmothers and grandfather would NEVER believe that), but he's just good. Again, I know a lot of people say that about their babies, but this is really true. He smiles and waves at everyone. He doesn't get sad when I leave him at babysitting at the gym (YET...). He's just super easy-going. He must get that from his dad. I'm honestly not sure what we did, but Ben and I pray for all our babies to be as sweet as Oliver. However, we're sure the Lord will throw us some curve balls. Gotta keep things interesting!
He loves his dog. He seriously thinks Talulah is his best friend. He chases her around, grabs her beard, touches her ears, and giggles at the noises she makes ALL. THE. TIME. I love it. There is nothing sweeter than watching a little boy love on his dog and I am so excited to see how the relationship between the two of them unfolds. Talulah has been mighty sweet and patient with her new playmate. I'm sure she wouldn't have picked him on her own, but I know she's glad to have him around. It's better than being stuck in a crate all day, am I right?!
He's very inquisitive. He wants to know about everything. If he is awake, he is moving. Whether that is taking all the toys off all the shelves or dumping the puzzles out for the 900th time that day, he is a busy, busy boy. He loves to climb on everything. He loves being outside (and trying to eat rocks--so far, he has been unsuccessful) and going for rides in his new wagon. He just sings to himself and is searching the whole time he is riding. I know...I'll stop with the cuteness.
He's a good eater. His favorite foods would include bananas, cheese, green beans, cheese, yogurt, cheese, mangos, cheese, sweet potatoes, and did I mention cheese? The boy loves cheese. He really loves any fruit and most veggies. I have found if there is something he doesn't like, it's generally to do with texture (he is his mother's son, after all). Like all kids, some days he is an awesome eater and will eat whatever I put in front of him. Then he decides the next day that it's disgusting and Talulah would really like to eat it instead. See...loves his dog.
He's a passionate little fella. He loves hard. And he will get his feelings hurt if you take that thing he loves away. He has recently started to cry everytime his Aunt Kellee leaves our house. It's enough to break your heart, I tell you! He also really loves random inanimate objects. Particularly long animate objects: spoons, drumsticks, wands, whatever. He loves to carry them around all day and will have a full on meltdown when you try to take them away. Sorry, baby. Mamas gotta cook.
Most of all, he loves his papa. I have loved watching Oliver get older because it's so fun to watch him notice things. When he was 6 months old, he never really noticed when Ben came home. Now when Ben walks in the door, he stops whatever he is doing, gets up, and runs as fast as his tiny little legs will carry him to greet him at the door. STOP. I know, it will melt your heart. It has been a joy watching Ben love on his son and I can't to see what all his papa will teach him in the years to come. He is a blessed little boy and we are even more blessed parents to have him in our lives. Thanks for being you, little boy.
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