Sunday, March 27, 2011

I can't compete...

Jereme is the hero at our house. The little boys adore him, talk about him all day when he is gone, ask every morning if today is a day daddy will be home all day and beg most every day if they can go work with him, his dealers, at the seed warehouse, do some test plots, just ANYthing to be with him.

For the first year of Luke's life, he was SUCH a momma's boy. I was quite okay with this arrangement. But, it was if literally overnight, he became daddy's little boy. It was sooner than the little boys made that transition and definitely more fiercely than the other two. Luke says daddy, ball, uh-oh, whoa, Bonner, bubba, Jorden, Isaac, Poppa, Mimi, night-night, no-no, milk and several other words. But, ask him to say "momma" and you will get the EMPHATIC answer of "Da-deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Jereme loves it and to be quite honest, so do I...




1 comment:

Tiffany said...

Love these pictures - there's just something about little boys wrestling with their daddy!