The doctor confirmed he is indeed little. Below the 5th percentile actually. But we are fattening him up!
The other day I had strapped Josiah in the high chair at lunch time, then ran into the back of the house for a moment. When I came back, Grace was feeding Josiah unbaked cookie dough with a spoon. Ummm...Mommy's little helper?!
"This is my brother Messiah!" she proudly tells everyone. The other day I was letting her watch part of the Jesus film for children. "Mommy, they are talking about Messiah!" she told me excitedly while pointing to her brother.