Lot 48: My sweet little Oliver

May 5, 2013

My sweet little Oliver

This is my nephew Oliver.  He is ONE YEAR OLD TODAY (what?!? he's growing up way too fast!)


Tough guy.


What a story of his birth!  Andrea insisted on coming to my graduation dinner even though she was in labor! She squeezed my hand all through dinner while Adam wrote down how far apart her contractions were.  I felt so bad she was in so much pain and was there!  I told her not to come, she was in labor for crying out loud! But she insisted.  She is such an amazing sister and I love her so much.  And then I was there when Oliver was brought home from the hospital!  While Andi and Adam put Eli brother to bed, I took him to him to his nursery and we rocked in the rocking chair, just us.  He were two days old and soooooooo tiny I was scared to hold him for fear he might break but he was sooooooo cute and soooooooo heavenly.  He already had fat cheeks then.  And he would do this little yell before he sneezed.  He doesn't reallyt do that anymore, but he did for the first few months of his life.  Man oh man, nephew of mine, I love you.

Let keep discussing his cheeks.  HIS CHEEKS.  Let's marvel at their fatness for a moment.  I can never stop kissing them.  They look like they have golf balls in them.  They are sooooo fat and soooooo chubby and soooooooo sweet and soooooooo kissable I could kiss those cheeks all day! AH! I can't handle the cuteness!!! I don't know what to do with myself!

And his cheeks are not the only part that is fat on this boy.  He has monstorous thighs and fat arms and wrists and I just want to snuggle with this chubby boy all day.  And don't even get me started on his eyes or his eyelashes.  A family friend told us once "well he just looks right into your soul, doesn't he?" Those brown eyes sure pierce right through you.  And those eyelashes. Ah! And his lips!  Those big, red kissable baby lips!  I could die.  I could die from this boy's cuteness.

He has really started "talking" a lot lately and just gabs away.  It is sooooo cute.  He likes to be the center of attention so he just yabs away and hams it up when people are paying attention to him.

He has the BEST SMILE.  He has these few teeth in the front and his smile is so big and happy and his cheeks look fatter.  And when he laughs, the world is better place.  I was playing with him the other day and he was playing with a truck and when he pressed a button the trunk popped open.  He was mesmerized.  My boyfriend, who is an engineer, was with me and said to him "oh look, you're an engineer already, you want to see how that works don't you?" Nerd.  But Oliver kept opening that trunk over and over again and smiled and look up at me with big, wide eyes with excitement for learning!  It must be such an exciting thing to be learning about the world and figuring it out.

When you aren't his mommy or daddy and you hold him, he will turn around and stare at you with a confused look on his face.  Trust me.  He will.  And he will do it repeatedly.  He doesn't do it to me so much anymore, but he did it when my boyfriend was holding him.  And that stare is so intense and serious, it'll make you uneasy.  Ollie knows wassup.  He knows you're not his dad.

He is so sweet.  The sweetest baby boy I know.  He is so calm and chill and is so good for our dramatic and frantic family.  He just sits there and entertains himself.  He never complains or fusses, really.  (my sister might disagree) He is soooooo sweet.  I love him so much.

And his FATNESS! I just want to cuddle him and hold him in my arms and kiss his cheeks and make him smile.  That toothy smile.  Oh my word.  My oh my I can't handle it.  I can't handle the cuteness, guys.




Oh my word, him in this robe!  I CANNOT HANDLE THE CUTENESS!


Happy Birthday baby boy!  I can't believe you are one year old today!  I am so happy to be your aunt and I love you so much.  You are such a blessing in our lives.


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