Tristan's Story

Tristan is so incredible, he brings countless smiles to my face each and every day. In case you can't tell by his pictures, he's such a little ball of comedic energy... he must get that from his dad and his papa (my dad) because I certainly don't have that kind of charm. I have loved him since the moment I found out he existed, but this last few months it's gone from loving him as my son to absolutely loving the little person that he is becoming each day. He has a wonderful personality and such an insight... it's so great to be able to know him!

Example: Today after I picked Tristan up for daycare, we came into my bedroom. I put the baby gate up in the doorway (because he can open doors now) and put his big toy box in the floor. I was letting him explore while I did a little housekeeping. I saw him go over to his dad's desk and pull on a xbox controller, but it wasn't going to hurt it, so I let him. On the way down, an opened package of pop tarts fell to the ground as well. I was distracted for a moment by Oprah and when I looked back, I laughed out loud at what I saw: my tiny little boy had pulled out a pop tart and was walking around munching on it. There was already a big bite missing and telltale crumbs on his chin. So cute! I went over to give him a hug at the cuteness and he handed it to me - I guess he thought he was in trouble. I scooped him up and let him sit in my lap and watch Arthur while he enjoyed the rest of his midafternoon snack. ;)