Oh my sweet Thatcher Reid. He is the sweetest, cuddliest, most snuggly little baby. But oh is he attached to me. He screams when I am out of his sight. There could be a room full of enticing toys, but in my lap, in my arms, is where he wants to be. He becomes jealous if I give more attention to another. And if I have to put him down, he crawls around chasing me crying until I pick him up once again. Needless to say, I am exhausted. I know this is just a phase, but my is it an exhausting one. I know he'll one day become a rowdy 5 year old and then I'll have to beckon him to come snuggle me. So, I guess I am just trying to enjoy it while it lasts because this too shall pass.
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