My Sunshine

Every night since Tate was born I have lotioned his little body in preparation for pajamas and bedtime.  The moment I first held him I sung into his sweet little ear 'You are my Sunshine.'   Every night as I start lotioning and putting on his diaper I still sing 'You are my Sunshine.' 


Every. Single. Night.


There have been 5 nights in his entire life that I have not bathed and put him to bed.  Once was the Keith Urban concert this year...my mom and sweet neighbor had the honor.  And my wonderful sister Lindsey did it one night, so I could go out with the female sect of our tribe!  I let Christian do it 3 nights when he was in town this past April.


So, out of the 715 days Tate has been on this planet I have bathed and put him to bed 710. 


The past couple of nights as I've sung 'You are my Sunshine' he has joined in at the end of each stanza.  Or is it verse?  Who knows.  It goes something like this..


Me...You are my sunshine, my only sunshine  Tate...shine
Me...You make me happy    Tate...happy
Me....When skies are gray     Tate...gray
Me....You'll never know dear   Tate....ear!
Me...How much I love you    Tate...oooo
Me....Please don't take my sunshine away    Tate....awwaay
Tate...AGAIN!


How fast he is growing up.  I don't think I ever realized he was truly listening. I mean I know he is listening, but it's just somehow so amazing to realize how much he's learning and absorbing.  Also, how ingrained this is in him.  Wow.  I just love this little boy, my sunshine.

Asleep almost 6 months

12 months old and in dreamland!

18 months and so tired

Naptime at 23 months for my sunshine