Best Friend Patchy

In typical kid fashion, David’s favorite “toys” are not toys at all. He’ll waltz right on past the overflowing toy box to grab any kind of kitchen utensil or cat toy to play with.

Due to this fact, I haven’t bought him a toy in a long, long time. I’ve only bought him a couple books, actually, and the rest of his toys have been gifts or things I purchased many months ago.

His toy of choice these days is a spatula. I affectionally named his spatula “Patchy”. Patchy goes everywhere with David and can only be held by the very end of the wooden stick. He will not hold the spatula in the middle, or even on the wide end. He meticulously places the very end in his palm and wraps his fingers around it to carry it with him for the next several hours.

I have to pry Patchy from his death grip before nap time. It is absolutely hilarious to me.

Another one of his new things lately is laying on the floor to examine the world around him. He spent a good 6 months laying on the floor before he learned how to sit, but apparently he would like to give things a once over from ground level again.

For awhile now David has expressed happiness over Justin coming home from work, but as he gets older it’s getting even sweeter to watch him be overtaken with joy.

We try to sit near the glass front door around the time Justin is expected to be home so we can see him walk up to the door. As soon as David catches a glimpse of Justin, his arms will go straight down to his side, and he’ll flex his entire body and tremble as if he’s completely overwhelmed with the excitement he feels seeing his dad. I nearly cry every single time. It is so sweet.

Justin’s hands are usually full, so he’ll walk in, say hi to us, and make his way to the mudroom to drop his bags before picking David up. So, David chases after him and stands right under him until he get’s a pick up. Again, just picture me in the corner crying while all this is going down. #emo

As Justin and I anticipate this next baby, I have very intentionally tried to savor this time with just David. I read a devotional that struck me a few weeks ago, and I’ve made it a point to try to stay “fresh” in my role as David’s mom until the very day I go to the hospital to have this next baby. I’m pretty tired and uncomfortable, but I want to be able to look back on my 14 months with him and know I tried my hardest to enjoy him and have fun with him.