My Jaxson. I have a growing love/hate relationship with Jaxson. I love every part of his chubby little existence but I have grown to hate his defiant two year old behavior. He is a very serious little boy but is so affectionate. I love mornings with Jaxson because he comes into my room and crawls into bed with me. He will lay in my arms for at least 30 minutes before he starts asking for Spongebob. I receive on average 12 kisses a day from him and I love when he runs to me and throws his arms around my neck. He is frequently caught getting into trouble and will give you a surprised face followed by his "I'm so cute" smile where he wrinkles his nose and tries to make you forget about his misdeeds. It is hard for me to imagine that one day my little boy will grown into a big boy and will one day be gone to a family of his own so I try to make those 30 minute snuggle sessions last just a few minutes longer. Even if it means turning on Spongebob and hearing that loud, obnoxious laugh during my minutes of bliss.