To describe Brad right now: he is just as cute as can be. His favorite pass time is riding his strider bike, playing with his cars in play doh, and doing anything with "friends." He begs to go home when we are somewhere he doesn't want to be, he is completely potty trained, and he loves Dr. Seuss books. He still asks for kisses any time he get injured and it melts my heart that after I've kissed it it's "all better". I am sad for the day that my kisses can't fix all his problems. He hate it every time I pick him up from his other family's house. He cries and cries and cries from Jackson and Abby (the 3 and 4 year old siblings that have become his other family) He still wildly squeals when he sees Jason's car pull into the driveway after work. He loves yogurt, apples, pears, and Cheerios and on special occasions "Unicorn Cereal" (Lucky Charms).
Bottom line: just when I think this kid can't get any cuter he does something unbelievably cute and my heart swells with so much love all over again.