He was actually more interested in having possession of all the balls he could hold.
After his bath tonight, I again told him how much I loved him. And I held him like I used to when he was just a colicky baby. My baby is 2. Since his first birthday he has changed so much. He has started walking, going his tubes, his speech has taken off, he sings several songs, he climbs and jumps on anything and everything. He loves animals of any sort...even the ants on the sidewalk outside. He gets down there and says "hi ant" every time he sees one crawling by. And in typical boy fashion, he loves balls, trucks and anything else that moves. I am thankful that he is generally healthy, that he eats good and that he is mine. My life has changed a lot in the last three years...a lot in the last five years for that matter. I can't imagine my life without Joshua. What would I do with my time?