Oh how I love you!

Oh Taft, I sure do love you. I love when you smile. I love when you try to talk with me. I love your blue eyes. I love that your colic is getting better. I love that today you have decided that you can roll. I love that you are a part of our family. I don't love that you have blown out of every diaper imaginable because you got a little bug. I am sorry and hope you continue to grow strong and be happy. Love you little king (as Jacoy calls you) or funky monkey (as Bridger calls you)