The other day Michael made a telling discription of little Grady. "Mommy, Grady's funny and fussy, but boy he sure is cute."
Grady is hilarious because of how hyper and wiggly he is. The child scoots and rolls all around his crib and often gets his arms stuck through the slats. I constantly feel like he's going to jump out of my arms when I hold him (this part makes me a little nervous for others to hold him). He also has the gift of gab. If you're talking to him, he's talking and smiling back.
This leads to MD's fussy comment. If Grady is not in the middle of everything; watching his brothers play or you're not paying him any attention, he's not a happy camper. He hates the car. Cries...I mean screams all the way to and from any location. The funny part is Michael and Jonathan could care less. I have seen MD cover his ears a couple times but he's only learned that from his cousin who is with us on Fridays. The only thing that soothes him at the end of the day is a bath where he just goes to town, kicking and splashing.
We love our little funny, fussy cutie pie. Good description, Michael!
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