Yes, yet again, your blog has neglected. My middle name is mud for those people that check this often to find out little tidbits about your life. I know this.
I know that I’ve let myself down in this area, too. Ultimately, this is your blog. We’ve written it so that some day, if you care to, you’ll catch a glimpse of where you came from, how much we loved growing up with you and all the little stories that our poor brains will no longer be able to remember. So, it’s ultimately you that I’ve let down.
We’re not going to remember that Mommy had a big client and lots of work. We won’t remember the details about the projects that are taking up all my waking hours and my weekends. I’ll remember all the weekends that I had to say good-bye to you and Daddy as you went off to play and I had to stay home and work, but thankfully, you won’t. I’ll remember that no matter where I am in the house, if Daddy asks you where Mommy is, you go to look for me in the office. (Although, I guess that beats the garage where you still think Daddy lives.)
I know that I’m going to kick myself looking back on this time for not writing down the little stories you do. Because right now, there’s quite a few. You’re an active little guy, learning more every day, and all your little stories are just adorable and spry.
I have multiple photos and videos that I will post and I’m going to try my best to sum you up, to write down the little stories that have happened that I remember, to try to fill in the gaps…
Overall, you are a very active little boy. Your favorite word right now is probably “Kaboom.” Kaboom is often the first word you say when you wake up and you use it to illustrate anything that falls down: you, Flop, balls, toys… the list goes on and on. We went to the zoo a couple of weekends ago and you spent a majority of the time saying “Kaboom” and illustrating – in slow motion – what it would look like if you were to fall down.
You no longer walk, you run. Everywhere. Alyssa still takes the stroller when she walks with you, but I’m never sure why… except maybe it’s because at some point she would like to come home and strapping you down would be the only way to get here at a descent time.
You love the water, but hate the snow. Maybe next year you’ll appreciate snow angels and sled rides, but this year it was especially upsetting that you couldn’t move your feet due to the boots, or your hands due to the mittens. Yesterday we had some snow and instead of taking you out to venture around, Alyssa and I decided you’d have much more fun playing in the bath tub.
The biggest change, almost daily, is your speech. You’re putting strings of words together and can actually say “yes” when we ask if you want something. Often it’s “yeah”, but at least you haven’t learned the dreaded “no” word yet. You’ve started counting, too! You can count from 1 to 2 and from 9 to 10. You have a favorite ball that’s about the size of a soccer ball, and it’s your best friend right now. If we would let you sleep with your ball, your life would be complete. The other day, you were rolling around with it and you sat on it. Then you said “sit on ball” over and over again. And then you’d fall off of it and you’d say “fall down.” It’s actually quite entertaining to have a running commentary of what’s going on in your head.
The independence of the “Terrible Twos” is starting to come as well. Nothing bad, but you sometimes don’t want Mommy or Daddy’s help with things. We haven’t had to put you in a time-out for a long time. We definitely have times of “melt-downs” when you have to stop doing what you want to do… because, well, we can’t play with the toothbrush in the sink all day as you would like or open and close the gate a 150 times. But, it helps us communicate to you also.
And reminds us that it’s often about the journey, not the destination.
