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10 months

I really should have combined your 9 and 10 month updates as I was so late writing the 9 month. So, I am going to do something a bit different. In honor of 10 amazing months with you, I am going to do a top 10 list.
Top 10 Things I LOVE about Gavin.
10. i love the way that you are a perfect mix of all of us. you are easy going, mellow, short tempered,       happy, goofy, fussy, funny, and loving little boy. truly, a perfect fit. that missing piece of our              puzzle.
9.  i love the way you give us a full, uninterrupted night of sleep. just when we need it the most.
8. the way you look at us when we feed you your bottle. i love that time with you, although daddy has     been doing more of those feedings lately.
7. the way you eat anything. you seriously love food and will eat anything we put in front of you.
    thank you!
6. how you love baths. we've moved to baths in our huge bathtub. you move from one side of the tub       to the other, chasing the floating toys as you go. it is hilarious. cracks me up every time!
5. the way you laugh at every goofy thing your sisters do to entertain you. it's as if you know they
    need a laugh as reinforcement.
4. the way your face lights up when you see your sisters, daddy and i after a long day.
3. the way you place your tongue between your lips with that look of determination in your eyes.
2. the way you randomly lay down, resting your head on the carpet, a blanket, whatever. so. stinkin.
    adorable.
1. the way you say "mamama." it melts my heart every. single. time.

You are an incredible boy, G. Soon you will be walking, talking and fighting to keep up with Claire and Mya. Daddy and I have to pinch ourselves that you are really ours. A dream come true. Our amazing little boy, we prayed so long to call our own. We love you more each and every day.

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