Last Friday, the 18th, was not only our fifth wedding anniversary, but the day we went and picked up Michael. He's a 17 month old dream child. He smiles a lot, has a quiet little voice and sleeps like a log at night.
Isaac is loving the guy and helped him feel welcome. Xander, on the other hand, is having a rough time adjusting to him...definitely a love-hate thing going on.
I call this one "The Face Off." I've never seen Xander take the aggressive role like he has these past few days. But, a toddler friendship is slowly developing, even after a few days.
It must be the new environment, but poor Michael was getting hurt about every hour the first couple days. Tripping over stuff, falling on his face. Yesterday, he actually slammed his eye/temple area into the corner of the coffee table. I thought it was going to be a black eye, on his third day here. Its not as bad as I thought it was, but still kinda ugly.
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