Yesterday Harry and I went to visit my Dad, Brother, Sister-in-Law and Nephew Kenobi. He's now 15 months and about 30lbs. I played with him for a few hours.. during that play I would pick him up and pretend to drop him over and over and over. He kept laughing so hard and wanted to do it again I couldn't say no.. I would swing him around, or pretend he was flying.. but I was getting tired.. finally I couldn't do it anymore and collapsed on the floor sweating and exhausted.
On the drive home Harry knew I was sore and tired and said, "You still want one of those" and my answer was "Yes". I've always wanted a child and thought they are alot of work and I'm getting older I still would love one.. but if all I every get are nephews and nieces I'll be happy with that.
Oh man... this morning I woke up and my back is in so much pain, every muscle is killing me. But with that said it was totally worth is just to hear Kenobi giggly and laugh.. he loves his uncle Kenny.