Favorite Color: I’m going with white based on the way you react to the sight of a freshly made bottle.
Favorite Food: French Fries or McDonalds soft ice cream cones. Not that we feed you either of these on a regular basis but if you get a taste of either of them there is no stopping you.
Favorite Drink: Milk. Okay, so you really like Root Beer too. Don’t ask me how I know this.
Funniest Moment from Year One: When I let you loose for the first time this spring and you went wildly racing around the yard (on all fours). I was seeding planters on the porch, and turned around to see you had gone right up to the page wire at the horse corral and Peso was on her way over to check you out. You were not in a position to see her coming up behind you and only looked up when you heard her snort. You let out this holler of absolute shock that had me doubled over and shaking with laughter as you high tailed it away from that fence faster than the Roadrunner doing the whole “look back to make sure the monster is not on my tail” act. And I was lucky awful enough to have my camera within reach.
Saddest Moment from Year One: Being weaned? I don’t know buddy, you’ve got it pretty good!
Favorite Thing to Do: Dance with Mommy.
Favorite Book: Brown Bear, Brown Bear
Favorite Toy: anything with wheels.
Hero: Mommy.
Why? Because she makes me milk
Favorite Family Activity: Tickle fests on Mommy and Daddy’s bed.
Hobby or Interests: Eating, sleeping, swinging, dancing.
Want to be: A Momma’s boy.
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