The Briggs Family Blah. . .Blah. . .Blahg: My Love & Sunshine

The older the boys get (they are 8 1/2 months old now), the more their differences are highlighted every day. We cherish them both for so many reasons. I am amazed by them daily. They are not yet crawling, but they roll all over the place. I am not pushing the crawling too much, because I don’t know what I will do when they go in two separate directions.

Adrian is my love. He has the most affectionate heart. Every mother loves a child that wants snuggles and kisses. He is so sweet, gentle and loving. He loves to run his fingers through my hair (without pulling it), will put his hands on my cheeks, and always wants an extra few kisses at bed time. He was the first to start giving kisses, also. Someone told me that he has an old soul. That may be true. I think he might be my sensitive son.

He recently started walking while holding our hands. The kid only weighs 15 1/2 pounds. He is a skinny baby, so it is interesting to see him cruising around on his chicken legs. He refuses to sit. He would prefer to stand, please. He thoroughly enjoys books. Dave and I think we can actually see his wheels spinning at times. He spends a lot of time studying his toys, the dog, anything new that he sees. He is a thinker, like his Papa.

Isaac is my sunshine. He is simply happy. You can count on him for a smile. It is impossible to be unhappy in his presence. He is only unhappy when extremely tired, hungry or if he doesn’t feel well. Don’t tell him I said so, but we call him our little maniac. He is a wild man. I may sound like a broken record, but his Uncle Jeffy was the same way as a baby.

He is a busy guy, also. He does not stay still for a single moment. He is constantly kicking his feet, rolling every which way on the floor, shaking his head, clapping, dancing. He has lots of interesting noises to share with us, too. He spends most of his time shrieking, babbling, blowing bubbles in his everflowing drool, clicking his tongue.