Thomas

"Mommy! It's cold in here, I think I'm all clean now."

Tom loves to drool when nobody is watching, so he thinks . . . 

His first hand holding, with the best girl, and she's actually his size . . . 

. . . . my twin doll, Alexandra loves my baby brother Thomas.

Old statue at SUU saves Thomas from the crowds.

Such a cutie, in his collared shirt after church. "Hey, ladies."

"I confess! I took your ukulele! It was just so tempting!"

"I'll stick out my tongue, and go cross eyed! See, babies can be goofy."

"Wow! There's colors over there. Blue, White, and Red!"

"No she didn't!" 

"Ooh, when you said you had a present for me I didn't expect that."

"Oh? What's up there? Did you get the fly yet?"

I know I post about Thomas often, but he is something that makes me happy. His happy little expressions, and what he does for pictures, and the frustration that drains from me when I hold him. He is an angel. I love Thomas so much.


--Bridget Sorensen