B is for Baseball

Really is there anything cuter than a little boy playing baseball?! Come on. You know it's true. Sure Connor would RUN at us when trying to throw us the ball, literally leaving Ian and I scrambling trying to protect ourselves. And once he was over that, he had more fun watching me and Ian throw the ball back and forth then playing with it himself, but you know.

I can't get enough of this kid. And I love when he is in a mood where he wants to play with us. It seems  at times he only wants our attention when he is going to bed (or wakes up in the middle of the night). During the day, he doesn't have time for mom because he is too busy wanting to play with friends or his toys...or the ipad. But when Connor does decide to give me those moments, like climbing in my lap and letting me read to him, it makes my day.

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On another note, I just noticed blogger updated their comments section at the bottom where you can check a box to be notified of a response to your comment. I'm pretty excited about this...its the little things in life!