Paul at 13 months

Paul, my darling.  What a joy you are. 

You have a "girlfriend" at daycare I found out about this week.  Her name is Brooklyn, and you love to corner her so you can talk to her.  I think at first you scared her, but maybe the 5 months age gap is a good thing in this case, you of course being the older, and wiser.  I will allow you to have a crush at this time in your life, because we are praying for you to realize your true vocation of the priesthood, and therefore, a little flirting in years 1-2 is okay.  After that, you're going to have to remember who your true bride is.  The church. 

Your father has taught you well to recognize Jesus, and you have the sweetest way of saying it too.  The only problem I've discovered so far is that you think everything that is a statue or a framed picture is Jesus.  We celebrated the 4th of July at the Keppel's, and you went up to a picture of Bobby and Suzanne and said so sweetly "Jesus"...uhm...no, but I know Suzanne was flattered at the compliment. 

You are kind to everyone we meet.  Today while taking you shopping I actually found myself judging someone that just looked at you and kept walking.  Being completely biased, I generally expect people to stop and comment on your stare, and your curly red hair. 

It's been very hot the past week in St. Louis, which only means that you've missed one of your favorite things - that is, being outside.  I'm excited for it to cool down so you can enjoy the outdoors again.

You are a healthy 29 lbs and 15 ounces, as we found out at the Dr today.  Haha.  You are truly "SO BIG."  In fact, we have a hard time finding the right shoes for you, as your arch is so "chubby" that most shoes aren't comfortable.  We mainly just let you go barefoot, so it isn't a big deal. 

You love to be chased around the house.  Usually, I do the chasing, and your daddy runs in front of you.  There is something you love about hugging around the legs - and you usually will do it to anyone with whom you are comfortable - it's very endearing...and you do it most often to your Dad. 

I love you so much my son.  What a gift from God you are.