Gage. I love that kid.
I sometimes get sad thinking about him.
He is growing up so quickly. His time as my baby was so short-lived with the twins arriving twenty months after he was born.
He acts like a big kid. He hangs out with the big kids. He connects dots far beyond his age. He just gets things. Yet, he just melts in my arms whenever I give them out.
He is the one we spend the most time putting to bed. It is like Gage time. He always gets a book. He always gets rubbed. And, Tim dozes into dreamland with him nearly every night. Maybe Tim and I both have a need to make up for lost-baby-time with him.
Like a second child, he hasn’t had the major exposure to the camera like Briggs did for every sporting event. So, I made it a point to catch a few shots of him before the T-Ball season ended.
Gage. I love that kid.
July 18th, 2010 at 8:21 pm
He looks so much like your Dad!