I just love it when Joe gets really tickled at something and can’t stop laughing.
The look on his face here is identical to the look on mine when Patrick and I came out of the chapel on our wedding day:
Joe is enjoying being a 1-year-old. He looks less like a baby and more like a little boy every day. I’m so eager to see what 3-year-old Joe is like, or 10-year-old Joe, or (yikes) teenage Joe. At the same time, I want him to stay little and snuggly for as long as possible.
The last thing Patrick and I do before going to bed is tiptoe into Joe’s room and look at him for a minute. I imagine we’ll always be tempted to do that. Will he be home from college one weekend, and open his eyes at 1 a.m. to see us smiling sappily down at him?