when i was younger i didn't quite understand what people meant when they said having children changed their lives so much/how over the moon it made them, but watching my bro grow up since he was a newborn made me understand it. :)
- his cheeky grin
- his laugh
- how he has those crazy hyper moments when he can't stop giggling and screaming from excitement
- how cute it is when he holds/hugs his soft toys
- how much he makes me laugh
- how eager he is to play with any ball he sees, even footballs that belong to older kids or teenagers
- the little excited dance thing he does
- the way he normally waits until my back is turned before throwing toys at my head from his cot
- how he walks up to me and puts his arms up to be held
- the time we were waiting for dinner and he already had his drink, looked at me, then poured it down himself and looked up innocently
- the way he loves pushing me around from behind
- when i tripped up in toys 'r' us and he burst out laughing at me
- the way he held onto my hand in the back of the car for ages when he was a baby
- when he was being shouted at and he went to me for comfort
- when we were alone downstairs and I sneaked a packet of crisps and shared it with him
- his smile when he wakes up from a nap and sees me standing by his cot
- the way his face brightens up when i sing to him
- how he puts books on your lap and points to the pages
- playing peek-a-boo
- the first time he said goodnight to me (june '16) "nigh nigh"
- when he grabbed my hands from behind, pulled me backwards and I lost balance and fell to the floor with him and him just laughing at me
- the way he says "yus!"
- the way he leaned on my arm/shoulder when on the sofa watching tv
- when he comes up to me and grabs my hands to do the actions to wind the bobbin up