In all the madness, this letter is late, but, as they say....
Dear Thomas,
You turned TWO YEARS OLD on Friday! I seriously can't even believe it. You are, without a doubt, the coolest 2 year old I've ever known. It's true what they say, you don't have to like most children to really, really like your own.
You have so many words now, that I couldn't even begin to list them. My favorite times of the day are our conversations on the way to and from school. You are so much fun to hang out with.
You love your ya-ya. I haven't seen a kid more attached to his ya-ya since your Uncle Myles, long ago. Your daddy wants to get rid of it cold turkey now that you're 2. I want to take it a little slower. I can't imagine snatching something away from you that you have used to soothe and comfort so much for the last two years.
You love going to school. Every morning, when we pull into the driveway, you say with a big smile on your face, "Yay, school!" I absolutely love that you love it, and you have made some wonderful friends there. In the afternoons, when we leave, the older kids tell you bye, and you get the cutest smug little grin on your face. I'll be honest, kid, I like that the kids like you. It makes me feel better about you being in school, like you're growing socially in a way that can only be taught in school.
You love sleeping with your toys. In fact, it's getting sort of out of hand. Right now you sleep with: mickey, donald, teddy bear, giraffe, hercules, big monkey, little monkey, baby monkey, clifford, choo choo pillow, 2 buzz lightyears, woody, t rex, mr. potato head, sheep, and more. It's a little ridiculous, and you won't be able to add much more and still have room for you!
We're lucky: you have yet to try to get out of your crib. You seem perfectly content in there, and we aren't about to move you to a big boy bed when you're so happy contained.
Coming into your room to get you up in the mornings is mine and Beau's favorite thing to do.
Speaking of Beau, you sure do love your dog, and he loves you. I was so worried when you were born how the two of you would do together, and now, two years later, there is nothing like watching a boy with his dog.
You are so kind, so gentle, so silly, and you give the absolute best hugs. I love when you look at me, say, "Hi, mamma," and lean over and hug my neck at the same time. What's better than that???
I feel like I missed the late spring and early summer. It was like all of a sudden, you grew and I was so consumed I missed it. But even though you had a rough time while I was in the hospital, you seem to have bounced back wonderfully. And one day, you'll understand it all....
So even though this is a few days late, I finally have quiet. I'm in a hotel room overlooking Louisiana, with the sun rising late over a beautiful morning. It's been nice to have these few days for work, to help me get recharged, but man I sure do miss you and your daddy. Can't wait to wake you up in the morning.
Thank you for making us parents, Thomas, for teaching us to teach you....
Can't wait to keep watching you grow, sweet boy.
Love you.
So much.
You love your ya-ya. I haven't seen a kid more attached to his ya-ya since your Uncle Myles, long ago. Your daddy wants to get rid of it cold turkey now that you're 2. I want to take it a little slower. I can't imagine snatching something away from you that you have used to soothe and comfort so much for the last two years.
You love going to school. Every morning, when we pull into the driveway, you say with a big smile on your face, "Yay, school!" I absolutely love that you love it, and you have made some wonderful friends there. In the afternoons, when we leave, the older kids tell you bye, and you get the cutest smug little grin on your face. I'll be honest, kid, I like that the kids like you. It makes me feel better about you being in school, like you're growing socially in a way that can only be taught in school.
You love sleeping with your toys. In fact, it's getting sort of out of hand. Right now you sleep with: mickey, donald, teddy bear, giraffe, hercules, big monkey, little monkey, baby monkey, clifford, choo choo pillow, 2 buzz lightyears, woody, t rex, mr. potato head, sheep, and more. It's a little ridiculous, and you won't be able to add much more and still have room for you!
We're lucky: you have yet to try to get out of your crib. You seem perfectly content in there, and we aren't about to move you to a big boy bed when you're so happy contained.
Coming into your room to get you up in the mornings is mine and Beau's favorite thing to do.
Speaking of Beau, you sure do love your dog, and he loves you. I was so worried when you were born how the two of you would do together, and now, two years later, there is nothing like watching a boy with his dog.
You are so kind, so gentle, so silly, and you give the absolute best hugs. I love when you look at me, say, "Hi, mamma," and lean over and hug my neck at the same time. What's better than that???
I feel like I missed the late spring and early summer. It was like all of a sudden, you grew and I was so consumed I missed it. But even though you had a rough time while I was in the hospital, you seem to have bounced back wonderfully. And one day, you'll understand it all....
So even though this is a few days late, I finally have quiet. I'm in a hotel room overlooking Louisiana, with the sun rising late over a beautiful morning. It's been nice to have these few days for work, to help me get recharged, but man I sure do miss you and your daddy. Can't wait to wake you up in the morning.
Thank you for making us parents, Thomas, for teaching us to teach you....
Can't wait to keep watching you grow, sweet boy.
Love you.
So much.
MOM
1 comment:
Great letter! Thomas is so lucky to have you guys as parents!! And you guys are so blessed to have him :)
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