Reece turned 10 years old last month, but he will forever be the baby of our family.
And he willingly plays the part:
- He still needs assistance with his shoes and hair every Sunday morning or else he won't be ready for church on time.
- He leaves wrappers all over the house (a big pet peeve of mine).
- But the biggest thing is he rarely will get his own food when we are eating. I have to force him to get a plate and serve himself up things. More commonly, it's often easier just to dish up a plate and hand it to him. Sometimes, he will actually just sit down and start eating from a plate of a food; of some unfortunate person who got up to grab something before eating (usually me).




















