3? Really?

Hi everyone! 

I can’t believe he’s 3. I mean, truly, has it been that long? Is he really that big? He must be because he has all of a sudden grown out of all of his clothes and is telling me the beginning sounds of words (B and T in particular). The other day he came up with literally 13 different words that start with the ‘buh’ sound just by looking around the room (‘bottom’ was the one he was most proud of). But there are also so many ways that he is still my baby. The hugs and kisses that he gives are the best. When he crawls into bed in the morning he gives me Wake Up Kisses.  And when I open my eyes, he puts his cute little face close to mine and says in a quiet voice “I luff you, Mama”. I melt. They tell me he’s the kissing bandit at school too. At least they know he comes from a loving home.  And I had the best compliment from one of the other mothers yesterday. She told me that aside from her own son (who is completely absolutely adorable) he’s her favorite kid. I agree. He’s pretty sweet. And he still runs to me, arms open, every single day when I pick him up. Sometimes I wonder at what age he will no longer want to hold my hand as we walk around the ‘dinosaur museum’ and I watch his little eyes light up at each new thing and I try to savor every second while he still does. I think it’s going to make me a little bit sad (and I know him too) when it’s not just us anymore- when I have to tell him that I can’t hold his hand because my arms are full from carrying his little brother/sister. But I know that having a sibling for him will be completely worth it. But seriously, how am I going to afford Christmas next year? I just can’t help from buying him all the things he wants and more. This year we spent Christmas Eve at our house and had friends over for dinner which was absolutely wonderful. Then on Christmas morning we got up and opened gifts. His favorites were from Santa- he got the jackhammer he asked Santa for way back in August along with some tools and a ‘working man’ outfit. And he also got a Duplo fire station that he played with for hours and hours until it was time to get in the car to head to GigiMar’s. I would periodically hear hear him in the backseat talking to himself and saying “I so happy my jackhammer” as he held it the whole 4 hours.  And, yes, he got his own tractor. He rode it around their yard for days in the freezing cold while hauling his friends, Blue Bubby and Puppy, in the trailer. Then off to visit Grandaddy and Nana and play with trains (what is the deal with trains anyway? what’s so darn exciting?) for a couple days. And then back home. Since then it’s just been life as usual. No exciting news quite yet, just everyday stuff. And that’s what we’ve been up to. Stay warm! -m

Oh, and we singed up for Kazapalooza in June (but are secretly hoping to be in Kaz instead) and are looking forward to seeing all those Kaz cuties and their parents!