OK - so it has been an absolute eternity since I last got to this. So, in an effort to just move along let's just say Christmas was great! Jesus and fun with family - doesn't get any better than that!
So, with January comes birthdays... round two.
Walker Karr Cox will start us off. He turned 4 on January 13th and continues to be the entertainment feature of our family. With relentless encouragement from his three older siblings he will say and do anything for a laugh. And... being the last of four, and mommy not quite being as young and serious as she used to be, I have to say we laugh more than we scold and that is probably not good. Ok, its not good, but it sure is funny. And don't get the wrong idea, the reverend laughs just as much as I do... if not more.
Walker loves his "chockit" (chocolate instant breakfast) in the mornings complimented with an episode of Phineus and Ferb, Charlie his best buddy, "westlin", gum, and anything and everything having to do with big brother "Gackson". He loves goodnight kisses (there is an order and a system) And, right now, we are rather fond of our new super hero underwear given to us by Mimi on our birthday - especially if we can find a perfect opportunity to show it to our sisters and make them holler.
When I look at him, I see that tiny baby that seems to have just been born yesterday. I see the only one of my babies that my daddy never knew... he would have thougt he was perfect. I see the one of my four babies that my mom held the most as he laid next to her as a newborn napping all day during her last days. I see a white blonde "toe head" that is a copy of his daddy at that age. I see the identical image of Jackson and a glint of mischief in his eye that we continue to blame on the fact that he is the only one of four who has been raised with his Mimi and PawPaw close by... hmmm... .wonder what the connection is there?
