Taking a look back at the last couple of posts and I realised that a very special person seems to be missing in all of them. I’m not sure how it’s possible because he was there, but somehow he seems to slip through the photo cracks.
He may not be in the photo’s all the time, but Knox is definitely everywhere. All the time. Now that he is crawling nothing is sacred. Just when I thought our house was child friendly, I realised that it is “toddler that knows what a naughty chair is” friendly.
Nevertheless he still gets about talking to the dogs, investigating the dusty corners of the kitchen and poking more holes in the hole in the floor – with only almost ingesting one (very small) foreign object. Thank goodness for his underdeveloped hand to mouth skills.
This kid is one month away from being ONE. I just can’t believe it. I won’t believe it. Please don’t make me believe it.
He has been quite sick again these last couple of days, and every time he coughs I am suddenly teleported back to this scene and I want to cry. How tiny he was and he had to deal with so much, and always with a smile on his gorgeously edible little face.