Ben & Shae Cecka's family in Gilbert, AZ

I love every part of having a boy.
Djai loves to play rough. I pick him up and throw him on the ground, and then I body slam him. I crack myself up, I’m laughing while writing this. No, I don’t really throw and slam him, it’s much more gentle and controlled than that… with pillows and such. I’ll have to see if I can talk Ben into filming it one time. Our pretend wrestle makes him squeal in delight and amusement. He’s all boy. And he’s my little monster. I make scary growl noises and monster face and the kid finds it absolutely hilarious. I can’t wait until he does it back.
He paid attention to a train for the first time today at my Dad’s house. I tried to get him to look at one before and he was too young to focus. Today his eyes were going from side to side like a typewriter trying to follow all the box cars. He has been showing an interest in motor vehicles lately and tries to compete with the noise of the trucks when we walk. G’G'ma & G’G'pa Cecka got him a box set of books all about cars, boats, planes and such. It’s fun to tell him about these things he is seeing, and show him pictures and talk about it again at before-bed-story-time. I wonder if he is making a connection. How long does memory last at 9 months? I can’t believe his first year will be over in 3 months. Oh crisis. That is another blog for another day. This one has been rather long and I am ready for Bed.