My little buddy is already one year old! Where has the last year gone? It seems like yesterday we were anxiously
awaiting your arrival, watching the 2012 Olympics and debating about how fast
Josh could run 100 meters. I was not
only anxious about being a mom a second time but having a boy. What would it be like having a BOY? You came into this world right when you were
ready and quickly. I never could have
imagined how much I could love another child as much as you and the moment I
was able to introduce you to your sister was one of the greatest in my
life. You are one amazing little man who
is full of life, energy and love! Now I
understand why people say having a boy is different that a girl. And you are ALL BOY! You keep us on our toes and I have a feeling
you always will. You are an explorer who
loves to get into trouble but are a snuggler too. You are a mama’s boy and I would want it no
other way. I love listening to your
laugh, especially when you are laughing at your sister which is pretty much all
the time. You found your voice early on
and continue to yell, giggle, mutter and make all kinds of animal sounds. You idolize your sister already and I just
hope she takes that role seriously because I have a feeling you always
will. You are very smart and determined
and watching you learn and figure things out is fascinating. I try and enjoy every moment we have together
because I know it will go by so quickly.
Believe it or not you have taught me things already. You have taught me to be more flexible, to
stop and enjoy the moments and that I can function on little to no sleep. You are one amazing, handsome little boy and
I love you so very much! A few things
you are doing right now:
You can take about 12 steps at a time. You are strong and very steady so can
probably walk further but you are cautious.
You can make all kinds of animal noises – monkey, cow,
sheep, lion and chicken. Bawking like a
chicken is definitely your specialty. It
really is hard to keep a straight face when at dinner I tell you to eat your
chicken and you put your elbows out and bawk away.
You can say mama, dada, Emmy, buba, pop (when popping
bubbles) bath, book, ball and MORE! Of
course all of those words are sounds only we can really understand. More is new, you literally scream it at
dinner.
Your favorite foods include: pizza, any kind of fruit,
smoked Gouda cheese, salmon, graham crackers, waffles, French toast, carrots,
red pepper and wheat thin baked crackers.
You love the bath.
You know when we go upstairs after dinner that is where you are
going. You drink the water from the
faucet, splash water at your sister, stick yo gabba gabba toys to the wall and
stir the water with your spatula. All while stranding up - you refuse to sit down.
You feel at home with “big kids”. When we go pick yup Emmy from school you get
so excited and just want to crawl around with her and her friends. It is hard to get you both to leave!
At the end of the day you want to be outside. You crawl all around the driveway and refuse
to sit on the lawn. You are on the
move. You don’t want to be held or told
where to go. (Something we need to work
on)
You love dogs. You
can spot one blocks away and get so fixated you make your awesome excited face
until they walk out of sight.
You watch everything your sister does which explains how you
know how to brush your hair and put a hair band on.
I’d say your favorite toy is the toy kitchen. You stand at it and put lids on the
pots. You can throw a ball across the
room and love reading your books. I’ve
caught you looking through the pages making your monkey and chicken
noises. So cute to watch you read to
yourself already! You love throwing all
the Tupperware and plastic dishes out of “your drawer”, think the fridge is
full of some sort of magic and escape into Daddy’s office any minute the door
is open. Given that the room is full of
wine and alcohol I think we better get used to chasing you out of that room
because we will likely be doing it for the next 20 years!
You like to help me close the microwave door and try and
grab my coffee cup and the pot every morning.
You are always getting yourself into trouble by banging on the fireplace
screen, eating Emmy’s crayons, pushing all the oven buttons, pulling everyone’s
clothes out of the drawers and pulling our alarm clock out of the wall, unraveling the toilet paper, on occasion putting your hands IN the toilet (so gross!) pulling all the sunscreen out of the cupboard.
And this all happens before 8am….
After a long day you love to snuggle and this is my favorite
time. You yell when you want me in the
middle of the night and I still go running because I know you won’t stop until
you get a hug. You love to be held in
the night and sleep on our chests and even though we are exhausted these are
the moments I cherish because I know one day you are not going to want to have
anything to do with me.
Happiest birthday to you my sweet little buddy.
