Zach was a bit of a "surprise", but a wonderful, joyful one. He entered the world when Molly was 17 months old and Abby was 5. My first and only son. I wasn't really sure how different it was going to be to have a son, only that I knew it would be different. And boy, is it.
Zach is just overall an even tempered, though he does have his moments, calm, loving little boy. He will make his opinions known, but is really quite easy to console. The other night the three of them were eating dinner. Molly and Abby finished and went to play. Zach discovered I was in the living room finishing my dinner, so he brought his plate, cup and chair in and sat with me. When I was finished, he looked up at me and said, "Mommy, done? Mommy, done?" When I said, "yes", he picked up my bowl and carried it to the kitchen. Then he crawled up on the couch and cuddled up next to me. My little man. My southern gentleman. I am so proud to be his Mommy.
Happy Birthday, son!