Is Every Mom This Proud?

I was thinking tonight about how much I love and enjoy my boys, and both for very different reasons, and I think that's the way it will always be. I described Noah to someone as my little angel baby, He is. I hate to admit it, but he's outgrowing the newborn stage, the cool thing though is that he's spending more time everyday interacting with us and we're starting to see his little personailty coming through. He is so pure and sweet and gentle. I look at him and am just in awe of God's workmanship. Fisher, is my crazy little man, he's a ball of silliness and just a giggle from that kid makes me laugh until my eyes tear. We're in the throws of toddlerhood, which makes me crazy at times, but he is so much fun to be around 99% of the time (the other 1% of the time keeps me searching for that kid's instruction manual). He and I are starting to have conversations where I say something and he says something back and I say something else, you get it, but it absolutley amazes me how quickly that happened. He repeats a lot of what he hears right now too. Tonight I told him he was a good boy and he responded, "Daddy's Boy," totally on his own he came up with that. And this morning, I gave him a bath and carried him upstairs wrapped in a towel like a baby. I told him that he was Mama's baby and he said, "Goo" because that's what baby Noah says. My kid knows how to play pretend! I know that every mom is probably proud of her kids, but it's my job to tell them and you just how proud I am of mine and besides you all wouldn't read this if you didn't want to hear it. I Love them!