I'm inspired by KansDem's example to tell you about my little boy. Christopher is younger than Michael - he was 13 months old last Monday. He's a sweet little guy, though. Smart as a whip, too. He was walking before he was eleven months old. He's been saying "yum yum!" when he eats something he likes for a couple of weeks. He's the little imp in my avatar to the left.

Kid's got a sense of humor that beats the band. He even thinks the things he does are funny. Splash water on him in the bath, and he's in stitches. Let him walk over and drop a toy on his daddy's head? His whole face turns beet-red he's laughing so hard.

The "yum-yum" thing? He's not all about the veggies just yet, although he can be gotten to eat carrots, and he does like squash and potatoes a lot. He's a carb boy. Turkey and blueberries are big winners.

And sweet like you never saw. He started giving "kisses" early on, great big open-mouthed things that just leave you on the floor. When I went in to get him when he woke up at 2:30 this morning, he gave me a big sleepy hug around the neck before I took him into the big bed with his mom and me.

One more thing - Chris is adopted. When his birthparents gave him to us, we promised them that we would take good care of him. We have, and we will. I don't need the promise to his birthparents - I love this child more than I love my own life. This child will not fight and die in the stupid wars of stupid presidents. Take that to the bank, and tell your boss.

All best,

John Carle, aka ulysses