Isaiah, 17 months

Isaiah is my baby.
And he is growing up way too fast.
He amazes me every single day.
He is so much more aware and so much smarter than I give him credit for.
He tags along great with his brothers, but is definitely the baby.
He is so fun and fun-loving.
He smiles a lot.
He always has food in his mouth. And a lot of it. And he feeds himself great.
He is our first to suck his thumb. But thankfully he only does it while he is sleeping.
He loves blankets, especially soft ones. And they make him snuggly and make him want to suck his thumb.
He tries everything his brothers do.
He is learning to talk, trying to say everything. Some makes sense, some doesn't.
He follows directions great.
He is the blonde, blue-eyed beauty that I wanted in one of my kids.
He is pretty, for a boy.
He seems to have very little fear.
He loves to climb.
He does whine when he doesn't get his way, but is learning that doesn't always work anymore.
He has recently gotten four molars, and was a bit grumpy, but is getting better.
He still sleeps in a crib, but was our first kid to climb out (and fall to the floor of course).
He makes the best faces and noises.
He says no a lot. But it's cute how he says it.
He is very stubborn, and makes a big deal when he doesn't get what he wants.
He seems to read people well.
He doesn't like to wear clothes. or a diaper, if he doesn't have to.
He is the third child, and I am so glad for our "surprise"!