Here you finally finished it and showed me how you could sit in it by going in the little door you made. You were very proud! I have to admit I was pretty proud too!
In our breezeway you have your work - "fixwork" - that you go to just like Daddy goes to work every day. You have car crashes in the breezeway, fantastic roll overs and pile ups, then you get on your bike and drive to work at the other end of the breezeway and get them all back in working order. Your absolute favorite "job" is fixing the flat tires.
You must've been the easiest kid ever to potty train. You figured it out and never looked back. You woke up one day singing "Big boy underwear, big boy underwear, oooooooh Babe!" Your first musical composition. And sometimes you want me to sing it to you at bedtime. :)
You are starting to have conversations on your toy phone with imaginary people, one in particular who is named "Betsy".
You are beginning to be more deliberate in your drawings, telling me what or who you are drawing, and you know what? I can really see it!
You ask a lot of questions. You are already much smarter than me, I'm sure of it.
You love your bike.
You love the bales of hay at Grandpa's farm.
You love your rainboots with the silly lizards on them.
You love acting like a kitty or a puppy, or a bird (especially a bird!).
You climb, hang, and jump from anything and everything. You have made my heart stop more than once with your daredevil feats. But I love you and I would not change a thing about you even if I could.
You are showing me just how amazing the world is when seen through the eyes of a little boy. I'm so thankful to be your Mommy.
I love you, sweetheart!