Beck - Top Ten

Beck...

10. I love the way you enunciate every word really clearly, syllable by syllable. “Hell-eee-cop-ter”
9. I love the way your eye lids crinkle up when you close your eyes.
8. I love the way you run—swiveling at the hips rather than bending your knees. It’s to die for.
7. I love that you are such a boy. You love trucks and tools and all things mechanical. You love figuring out how things work. You take after your Grandpa Jim and your Grandpa Tom and your daddy in that. You'll be an excellent husband some day.
6. I love when you cry and you stick out that gigantic bottom lip until it forms a horizontal shelf from your chin. (You get that from your Uncle Ben, by the way)
5. I love that you’ve always been such a good eater. You love rice and beans, Indian food, Thai…you’ll try just about anything. Especially if it’s on Mommy or Daddy’s plate.
4. I love it that you can sing so well. You have nearly perfect pitch. If I stop a song half way through the line, you’ll finish it right on key. And you remember the words to every song. You’re such a musical boy and I love it.
3. I love that you can hear an engine of any kind, as far away as it can be, through any kind of noise. When the rest of us don’t even notice it yet, you hear it, “Helicopter!” “Train!” “Motorcycle!” And then a few seconds later, it is audible to the rest of us.
2. I love how you remember everything. You are so smart! Once you hear the words to a song, or a book, or are told what something is called, it’s cemented in your head.
1. I love that you are a cuddle bug. It’s like you recharge your batteries with physical contact. You can only be away from me for a few minutes, and then you have to crawl back in my lap for a few seconds or lay your head on my arm. Then you’re off again. You might like toys or movies or play-dough, but you love being on your mommy’s lap more than anything. It’s so precious to me.