The Habegger Family: eight years old...

Monday, November 9, 2015

eight years old...

The happiest of birthdays to our sweet Miles. The boy with such a happy and kind spirit, who loves his brother and sister to pieces, showers all kinds of affection on our animals, and who could spend all day every day exploring in our woods or playing with his friends across the street. Eight years old!

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I don't want to forget!

Lauren's little Fred Flintstone toes (they are all the same length). (March 2012)
Every night Miles insists on being tucked in with several blankets - the Johnny blanket and the Lauren blanket (made for each of his siblings), the Lolly blanket (made for him by Lolly), and the bunny blanket (made by his great grandma). We can hardly see him after he's tucked in! (March 2012)
How soft Lauren's skin is. How quickly her little fingernails grow. All the magic that is a little babe. Especially since this quiet sleeping child will turn into a mobile tornado in the not too distant future. (February 2012)
The way that John runs into me at full force and buries his head into my legs. Good thing it's pants weather because my pants are always covered in snot. (January 2012)
Miles sometimes will raise his hand and wait for us to address him before telling us something. (January 2012)
My little Miles coming around the corner into our bedroom yesterday saying "Happy Birthday, Mommy" with a big smile on his face. He proceeded to tell me lots more times during the day (and even first thing this morning). (June 2011)
The boys stayed in Berne last week. Grandma came out to find Miles on the phone. She asked who he was calling and he said "Bearsie." (June 2011)
Miles loves to say prayers at night. I sit beside him and fold my hands. He slides his little hands inside of mine, and he mouths the prayer right along with me. (May 2011)
Miles has been so excited about the Christmas lights this year. He loves to go to the front windows and holler for us to turn on the outside lights. He points out every house that we pass with lights - "Lights, Lights!" (December '10)
Miles has started to take real pride in helping out around the house. He loves to carry his plate to the sink and gets the cutest look on his face. His eyes get really big and he turns his mouth into a little "o." (October '10)
The way it feels to hold and rock my boys (when they let me). (September '10)
Miles is working on pumping his legs while he swings. It's so cute - he moves them like he's running in the air. (September '10)
The first thing Miles does in the morning is run into John's room and either try to climb into the crib with him or give him kisses if he's already up. (September '10)
One of my most favorite times of day is right after both boys wake up from their afternoon naps. John and I go into Miles room and crawl into bed with him. We lie around and read books for awhile. (August '10)
John squeals the tarzan call right back at Miles now. Sometimes he covers his ears when Miles gets too loud. (August '10)
John has started to give "hugs" and "kisses." The big, open mouthed, slobbery kind. (August '10)
Miles LOVES Sesame Street. At the end of this "Play With Me, Sesame" show, Grover gives this great fake laugh. EVERYTIME, Miles finishes the show with "heh, heh, heh." It's so funny and cute - don't want to forget his sweet little sense of humor! (August '10)
We're working on appropriate voice projection (speaking up when talking to others, quieting down when hollering in John's ears, etc). Today at the pool Miles walked into the snack shack and started talking to the guys behind the counter rattling off what he wanted to eat for lunch at an appropriate volume. Never mind that we weren't staying. Nice effort, though. (June '10)
The way John looks at Miles and lights up. Miles was making his funny tarzan call while I was changing John the other day. He couldn't take his eyes off of his big brother and smiled that whole face smile I love! (May '10)
We asked Miles who his best friend was expecting the answer to be YaYa. To our surprise he replied, "Onna." Since that first time, it has gone back and forth between Onna and YaYa. (April '10)
Our nephew, Brady, found a baby turtle yesterday. When my father-in-law asked him what he wanted to name it, Brady replied, "John, because he is tiny and cute." (April '10)
Miles' Tarzan call. Our neighbors can hear it through the windows! It disappeared while Archie was gone and came back in full force once he returned.
When waking up or dozing off to sleep, Miles practices his vocals. Lately he runs through the roster of his family: Mommy, Daddy, YaYa (his doggie lovey, "Captain Yapper"), and sometimes Archie. Glad to know that we do come before YaYa. (December 09)
Miles has picked up a very rude habit lately that just cracks us both up. A certain nameless person around here drinks the remains of the cereal bowl at breakfast. Miles has started to do this and thinks he's a hoot! (August 09)
Miles loves to "touch noses." Today I caught him touching noses with himself in the mirror. (March 09)
I just finished reading a new book to Miles. As soon as I had read the last page, he promptly started clapping like "nice narration, mama." (March 09)
Last week Josh noticed that beggar Archie would sit right beneath Miles while he ate, growl when he wanted a bite, and Miles would nonchalantly reach down and hand him a piece of dinner. When Archie wanted another bite, he'd growl again and Miles would again feed him from his hand. (March 09)
While driving the other afternoon, Miles kept saying Mama mama mama. When I would look back at him, he'd smile and clap. (January 09)
Miles has discovered pushing off of things. Like at lunch the other day, his highchair was on wheels and he pushed back into the middle of the restaurant. He did the same thing with the kitchen table at home. (January 09)