Elliot

I can't believe that 'Baby Brotha' is already six months old! Time goes by way too fast. Someone once told me that the 'days seem to drag on at times, but the weeks fly by'. I think I'm starting to understand what they meant.
Evangeline seems to take up most of my writing time (and energy for that matter), she's just so active and out of control. But my little Elliot has stolen my heart. He's so different from his sister already. He's a 'momma's boy'... and I love it. He constantly has a pensive, thoughtful expression on his face... like he's always in such deep thought. Maybe he'll be Evangeline's therapist when he grows up.
My sister, Rebekah, nicknamed him 'Little Foot' from the Land Before Time... it's like he's always gazing off into the distance, in search of a long, lost tree star. Although, I believe he's just day dreaming about 'his momma'.
Whenever Millie Precious and Evangeline storm through the room, he nearly jumps out of his skin, then must be comforted. He wants me to hold him... ALL THE TIME. Whenever I get tired of it, I just look at Evangeline, running around, so independent... and I squeeze Elliot a bit tighter. I can't hold him forever, better soak it in now.