Wow, what a day! I was excited and shocked at the same time. Could it be…another Wilson. But, I am sure glad it was….a baby boy. John Cade Wilson…aka…’Cade.’ This boy was the typical 3rd child as some would say. You never knew he existed. For the first 3 months he would sit in his swing or bouncy seat and just watch. As long as you fed him, changed him, and gave him a little pat he was as happy as can be. Now never mind he didn’t walk til he was 18 months. I even had him in physical therapy. The therapist was like go home and watch….he has no need to walk. And sure enough she was right. He would sit in the floor and he never needed a thing. He could watch the girls for entertainment and it was amazing to watch them just give him stuff as they’d walk by. He had no interest in going anywhere. Of course he was up and RUNNING in no time and he hasn’t slowed down since. We were a little concerned at first about his obsession with pink shoes, purple pocketbooks, and castles, but he seems to have grown out of that. He now enjoys wearing his Panther football gear, or karate chopping his sisters…good ole’ boy stuff! And he is quite the ladies man at school. He’s been going steady for 2 years now and I must say, he is a catch! He still loves to cuddle and he’ll come up out of nowhere and just pat me on the arm or back! And usually he plays right along with Halle and Gracie. They usually have him being some character they don’t want to be…go figure! His claim to fame is that he’s not a picky eater. He knows I love that about him….I brag on him at the dinner table all the time. If he says he doesn’t want something I’ll say “Cade that’s picky.” And, he’ll gobble it up. I love psychology!
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