Saturday, February 14, 2009
Two Two Two!!
You are two! Two! But I don't have to tell you that, you already know as evidenced by your holding up two fingers and saying two. It really doesn't feel possible to me that you could be two because it wasn't that long ago that I was holding that tiny new baby in my arms, or carrying you around in your car seat, or propping you up way too early in your bumbo, or taking you to Mom and baby yoga, or attempting Mom and Baby Yoga as you escaped. And now you are holding up two fingers and saying two. Or loading your dishes into the dishwasher, or wiping the floor, or brushing your teeth obsessively, or playing dolls, or reading stories, or watching Barney! Elmo! or Dooa! The TV watching is new but you definitely want your 'mote when the TV is on so you can watch one of your shows. My favourite thing that you are doing right now, though has to be this:
J: Lau la (love you).
J: Lau la.
And repeat. At least five times. And sometimes, for good measure, you throw in a Hunter? lau la too. You give great kisses and the most wonderful hugs (squeeze hugs with a grunt for good measure).
Oh, and another thing I love right now - you've discovered me. Meaning you. You look in the mirror and say me. Yes, there you are you wonderful you.
Ooh, ohh and crazy. You've discovered crazy, which is crazy awesome. You take your finger and circle it near your temple and go woo woo and point at whichever one of us is apparently acting crazy.
Oh, and you are obsessed with butts, which is bordering on the embarrassing. I can only blame it on your love of your brother and all that time you spend with him because really, where else could it come from?
You are getting more independent all the time - you walk from the gym to the edge of the sidewalk all by yourself. You get your coat and boots ready (and off, usually two seconds after being strapped in the car). You know when it's time to go potty even if sometimes we don't.
Julia, my sweet crazy mazy - We love you forever, like you for always, as long as we're living our baby you'll be. Lau la.
Love Mum, Dad, and Hunter
P.S. One day I'll actually read you that story and make it to the end instead of choking up and getting Daddy to finish it.