Tremble for yourself, my man
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck
"Little Lion Man" by Mumford & Sons, great song! Once again, it has nothing to do with this post, but it popped into my head when I made the post's title. Anyway, last night I drove down to my hometown to visit some of the best friends a girl could ask for; we went out to dinner and drinks and had an all-around blast. However, I realized that what I now love most about coming home is not the drunken messes we all become at night--which is still awesome, don't get me wrong--it is the next morning at Gully's house, with her little Leonardo. The above title, Little Lion Man, is actually referring to my best friend's firstborn, Leo. This post is an ode to the little guy!
Regarding us girls and the time we spend together, things are as they have always been: lounging around, talking (may be gossiping too), eating puppy chow, and having some delicious coffee (or glasses of wine--depending on the time of day.) And yet, at the same time, it is also very different because of one small change: we take turns holding and canoodling this little tyke. It is such a great feeling. You just look at him and wonder what he will be like in six months, a year, 18 years, or even (gasp) 26 years like us! I get so excited about the infinite possibilities and opportunities that lie ahead of him, and I am only a pseudo-aunt; I cannot imagine what goes through Gully's and Tommy's minds when they wander into Leo's future!
So, my little lion man, you are one of the cutest and most laid back babies I have ever met. You also have some pretty sweet parents--as well as grandparents, aunts/uncles, pseudo-aunts/uncles, and cousins--that love you like crazy. I have no doubt that you will be a little rascal as a toddler, a good kid as a teenager, and--inevitably--a great man as an adult. I wish you all the success, love, and happiness in the years to come!
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck
"Little Lion Man" by Mumford & Sons, great song! Once again, it has nothing to do with this post, but it popped into my head when I made the post's title. Anyway, last night I drove down to my hometown to visit some of the best friends a girl could ask for; we went out to dinner and drinks and had an all-around blast. However, I realized that what I now love most about coming home is not the drunken messes we all become at night--which is still awesome, don't get me wrong--it is the next morning at Gully's house, with her little Leonardo. The above title, Little Lion Man, is actually referring to my best friend's firstborn, Leo. This post is an ode to the little guy!
Regarding us girls and the time we spend together, things are as they have always been: lounging around, talking (may be gossiping too), eating puppy chow, and having some delicious coffee (or glasses of wine--depending on the time of day.) And yet, at the same time, it is also very different because of one small change: we take turns holding and canoodling this little tyke. It is such a great feeling. You just look at him and wonder what he will be like in six months, a year, 18 years, or even (gasp) 26 years like us! I get so excited about the infinite possibilities and opportunities that lie ahead of him, and I am only a pseudo-aunt; I cannot imagine what goes through Gully's and Tommy's minds when they wander into Leo's future!
So, my little lion man, you are one of the cutest and most laid back babies I have ever met. You also have some pretty sweet parents--as well as grandparents, aunts/uncles, pseudo-aunts/uncles, and cousins--that love you like crazy. I have no doubt that you will be a little rascal as a toddler, a good kid as a teenager, and--inevitably--a great man as an adult. I wish you all the success, love, and happiness in the years to come!
On October 9, 2010, at Gully's baby shower, Leo is still just a bun in the oven.
On November 21, 2010, Kaylee and I officially met the 2-day-old (and jaundiced ha) little Leo. He was born November 19th, a measly three days after my guess in the baby pool, so Kaylee won. I was robbed!
And finally, the little guy now, at four-months-old. He really looks like half Gully and half Tommy. And all smiles!
Love this post! Gully is such an amazing mom and she impresses me more and more every time I see her with Leo. Her and Tommy make the perfect team. I hope that I take everything in stride like she has when it's my turn.
ReplyDeletePS, you were not robbed. You lost that baby pool fair and square.
ReplyDeleteSincerely,
The Champ