parker,
you’re basically two and a half but i really can’t say two and a half yet so when people ask how old you are i just say two. which, isn’t really a problem, they’re satisfied with the answer, but ever-the-nostalgic one, i am under no uncertain terms, ready to have you be two and a half because then comes three and then you’re for sure not a baby anymore and hells no, we’re not going there yet.
you are the funniest and you make me laugh (and not just a polite stroke-your-toddler-ego laugh) all the time. we were at story hour at the library, and they hand out these little cushions for us to sit on and after it was over and all the cushions were scattered about the floor, there you were color-coding them in the corner. red in one neatly stacked pile, blue in another, and yellow in another. you’re neat and we see this in many ways. you don’t wear a bib, and haven’t for many months, and yet your shirts remain spot-free. you’d also prefer i wipe your hands if you get a bunch of food on them, before you take your next bite, of course. you love making me laugh too. i see a look of, “i did it!” on your face.
your vocabulary is still limited, so you act things out to try to get us to understand. you were trying to explain to dada that you wanted to rake with him, as you’d done the day before, and you kept miming picking up leaves and dumping them in a pile elsewhere. over and over. he couldn’t understand for a few minutes and you were so patient, but also changed nothing about the mime-act you were doing. you figured, “he’ll get it one of these times.” so pleased with yourself once he did.
on the subject of vocabulary, you surprise me all the time. you can do much of the alphabet on your own, saying letters i didn’t even realize you knew. you also have a ridiculous memory, pointing out places we’ve been when we drive by them (and when we’ve only been to them once!). surely, you are a genius! that is the only logical explanation!
i really like being your mom. i really like it. i want to do right by you, i’m passionate about that. i want you to know you make me happy, you make me smile, every day. i whisper that in your ear every chance i get. you are such a blessing to me, you are so important, and you make me unbelievably happy. i will tell you that forever.
i love you so much.
mama
Sweet boy. I love these little men.
Such a big boy! He should be two forever. FOREVER.
gorgeous photo and gorgeous words too.
what a little nug
This couldn't be sweeter! He is a doll!
And hells no, we're not going there yet.
YOU make me laugh.
So sweet! Isn't being a mama and watching these littles grow up just the best?! My girl is going to be 4 in a couple months and I just can't even handle it….she is such a big girl now and I often stare at her and am amazed by who she is. Luckily I have a sweet 9 month old who I get to watch do it all over again. Love your sweet words to Parker…he's a good one and so are you!
Beautiful. Are you going to compile this into a book one day?
awe he is just so cute!! And my kid is a genius also! He remembers things that I would never remember or think about. It is crazy!
this might be my favorite parker photo so far. and that's quite a statement considering how long the list of juicy-parker-photos there are.
and obviously i understand not coming to grips with their ages. like mushy turned 17 months officially on the 17th but i was still saying 16 months until… well… yesterday – the 20th! slow down, time!!!
This is so amazingly sweet! He is lucky to have you as a mama. I will say that three is pretty much the peak of funny in my house. Although my two year old is pretty funny as well…three is stand up comedian type material!
your letters make my eyes get a little watery every time.
yep, boys are the best.
So sweet bridge.
naaaw, happy 28 months parker. he's a lucky little guy that you're his mama. x
This choked me up. Both because it's so dang sweet and because since having a child I'm now apparently a constant cry-at-anything-emotional type of gal. Happy 28 months to you both 🙂 xoxo