Word Vomit....

For almost a year now I have found myself in the middle of a conversation, okay almost EVERY conversation, talking about my son. Everything seems to somehow relate to him. For example, I can be in the grocery store, baby aisle of course, and Ian doesn't even have to be with me but I randomly find myself in conversation with someone about how my son is now eating more "big boy" food...and when did you start your kid on whole milk? should i mix it with formula first?...

I can be at the pharmacy asking strangers...what's the difference between a vaporizer and a humidifier? do you really need both? my son, Ian, has a new thing with sticking his finger in the medicine thing on the vaporizer.....blaaaah, blah, blah, blah, blah...........

I, literally, can incorporate his name into everything I do. And if I can't find a way it somehow sneaks on in there.

I'll call my friends from high school and college....."hey, how's is going.....listen to what Ian did today...."

I've ALWAYS got a story about something new he's learned or that's hysterically funny (probably mostly just to Steve and I) that I find myself NEEDING to share!

If you've got just a second, whether I know you or not, you get to see the wallpaper on my phone of Ian sticking his tongue out; or the one of him laughing at 'fake sneezes'; don't forget the one of him with bed head; or sneaking into the cat's water dish....

I have 'coined' this uncontrollable plethora of stories and praises about my child......WORD VOMIT.
(okay, I didn't really 'coin' it - I, shamelessly, stole it from the movie "Mean Girls")

But that's what it's like....word vomit. I can't control it. Every new thing he's doing I have to share with someone, anyone. Before I can stop myself I'm giving detail after detail of what my kid's dried snot looked like all over his nose the other morning when I woke him up to a co-worker in the hall. I cannot stop, I am seriously out of control.....and I LOVE it!!!!

I love watching him learn new things. I love how crazy his hair is in the morning when he wakes up - dried boogers and all. I love when he calls my name from his crib after his nap. I love the little squeal he makes when I walk through the door after work. I love how he slobbers all over my face when I'm lucky enough to get 'kisses' from him. I love how he sounds talking and singing from the back seat while we're driving. I love how he laughs so hard his eyes water when you pretend to sneeze. I love how he likes for me to chase him around the house on all fours. I love how he pets the cat (Smokey may not). I love how he dances, just moving his arms up and down. I love how he watches new things and people with such interest. I love how it feels to be in love with him!

I pray that Steve and I are as always, or even more so, responsive to his learning and needs. That we are Godly parents and examples. That we always GIVE PRAISE for this absolutely amazing gift. I pray that we have 'Word Vomit' like crazy always!!!