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Wednesday, March 20

My Favorite Age: 23 Months

My darling boy, in one month, you turn TWO. 

I often think about what my favorite age with you has been, and I think it's today: 23 months. I think that because every day, week, month, I keep thinking "you just keep getting better and better....this motherhood thing just keeps more amazing."  While I see squishy newborns and miss the early days with only one little tiny immobile babe (oh, those days were so easy compared to toddler days with an adventurer!)  daily life with you is summed up best in three words: SO MUCH FUN. Every single day you say and do the funniest things.  You make up funny games to play, and specific ones for each family member.  You interact with your favorite TV show, talking back and laughing.    Long story short, I adore how you relate to me and your daddy and everyone in conversation, in affection...hearing and seeing what's going on in your little brain is fascinating!  Everyday when Daddy gets home just in time for your bath, I recount the funny stories of the day, and we sit there busting up laughing at what you said and did.  Man, this post is not doing the justice it should....it's not even coming close to explaining how much I love you, how much I ENJOY you, how much fun I have playing with you on a daily basis.  I wish I had the words right now to explain that properly.

Motor Skills:
What can't you do physically??  Honestly, I have no idea...you are so strong and so coordinated, which you definitely got from your father.  You love kicking soccer balls, and we spent some fun times at the park kicking around a ball.  You are catching more and more.  You love to run and I don't get this at all.  Even if we're couped up in the house, you want to be chased in a large circle around the living room with your pull alligator until I get sick and throw up my breakfast in the kitchen sink (true story), or will simply run in circles around me as I sit in the mush pot and try not to think about how dizzy you must be!!  The other day your ran around me in a wide circle for 17 minutes straight.  Yes, I timed it.  How I adored those flushed cheeks and your sweaty head full of curls when you finally crashed into my lap.

Mental Development:
I don't even know where to start on this one.  How are you so smart??  You put things together I would have never dreamed you could at this age. Your vocab is out of this world, even your ped who sees tons of children everyday was impressed with your ability to string together 4 and 5 word sentences, that are relevant to the situation at that.  Everyone told me boys talk slower...so I credit your language to having so many loving people talking to you nonstop.  You talk about "Becky" aka Betsey insessantly.  I hear you on the monitor asking about her..."Becky.....Becky, where go? Gone? Becky, wake up!" I think you think she can hear you bc you can hear her outside. Truth be told, you're probably right.  

You started singing this month for reals and that made mama sooooo happy.  You sing the "Go, Go, Go" song from Cat in the Hat, the Caillou theme song (though my love/hate relationship with that baldie is a story for another day, and I can't wait to tell you how annoying he really is once you're older). My favorite, though, is "Hallelu, Hallelu".  You nod your head to the rhythm and I watch as you try to master all those difficult L's.  Your little voice, carrying a tune, ugh, I die every time.  

You say "I Love You" now, and it's the best thing ever.  I tell you to say it all the time because it never gets old.

Funny Stuff:
After leaving Sunday school, I told you to tell your teacher "Thank You".  Instead, you waved and said "You're Welcome!"  You repeated this this past week at MOPS, which makes me think you are a tad over confident to assume you are doing people a favor by letting them watch you.  Of course, Mama thinks you're right, despite social protocol telling us to actually thank these people.   

You LOVE your cousin and frequently ask to "See Eli?" which you pronounce like "Alli".  I adore how much fun you two have just chasing each other and laughing hysterically...like seriously crazy people...at Monty the bulldog together, calling her out on her frequent flatulence. We are so so blessed for you to have each other.  You fight over a shared water bottle or toy car, and then the next second are off running after one another, peals of laughter all over the place.  

Growth:
I don't think I've updated your growth in awhile on here.  We went to the ped last month to get you caught up on the immunizations I had spaced out, and your were just over 36" and 32lbs.   I am SO glad you are starting to slow down on the massive growth somewhat, just for the fact you are outgrowing your clothes slower.  Those shoes especially were costing mama a small fortune.  Plus it makes me sad that I can't buy you anything from ANY baby section anymore. Please stay in your size 7 shoes for awhile.

Bad News:
Sometimes..no, ALL times, I have no idea where you get SO much energy.  I know you don't really understand that Mama is growing a new baby and already has compromised energy.  And I know you don't understand Mama is nursing your crippled Nana back to health, helping her with everything she can't do.  So, between that, and my full time job of playing with, chasing, meal prepping, cleaning up after, loving on and caring for you, you've got me spent. You're a little boy with a world to explore...who has time to sit still??? You are so much fun, but fun comes at an energy sucking cost.  
I would love it if you never touched the doggies water bowls again.  Because as much as I know you want me to change my mind, they are not in fact in door water tables.


I love you more than anything...Here's to your last month being ONE!  











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