To My Sweet Boy,
I will
say you are definitely getting harder to wrangle on a plane. You are a busy a little bee and have lots to
do at all times. You play so hard from
the moment you wake up until you go to bed.
You are obsessed with trains, cars, trucks, and tractors. I love watching you push your little dump
truck around the house. You barrel around
the corners of tables and chairs focused and as fast as your little legs will
take you. Your athletic skills continue
to improve and you have a mean overhand throw.
You switch hands often but are definitely stronger with your left then
your right. Your swimming continues to
improve although you hate swim lessons.
You love to swim with mommy and daddy but when Miss Jen comes it sounds
like we are torturing you for 20 minutes while you learn to float on your back. Your kicking in the water and outside with
soccer balls gets better every day.
We have been spending as much time as we can at the beach on
the weekends. I love watching you play
in the sand with all of your toys. You
are so content and independent it makes us feel very lucky to have such a good
little boy. Then there are the moments
when a plane, or a bird, or a kite appear and we are chasing you all over the
beach. Your curiosity is high right now
and you have absolutely no fear.
While
you are busy in the day my favorite moments are often at night when you still
fall asleep in my arms. One thing that
happened this month that was so special was we were lying on a beach chair in
Puerto Rico and you were just fighting your nap. I started singing my special version of “You
Are My Sunshine” and you just stopped, stared at me with wide eyes, and became
still. I realized that I had not sung
that to you in awhile as we listen to your Norah Jones playlist before bed
every night. You bet I have started
singing it to you again as your reaction each time was so sweet. I must have sang that song to you 5,000 times
within the first six months of your life.
It seems so long ago that you were a baby. Speaking of long, you are getting so
long! You take up the whole bed,
seriously it gets harder and harder to have you in our bed for any length of
time because your dad and I are constantly getting kicked or hit in the face by
one of your arms or legs.
While you are
as sweet as can be 95% of the time, you are definitely becoming a toddler. You test us and there are days when you drive
us nuts. I write this because someday
you will go through the same thing and this letter will be proof that you
tested our patience too. You have
learned the word “mine” which we kind of don’t like because everything is mine,
mine, mine. Your dad and I try not to
laugh when you do things that you aren’t suppose to but sometimes they are
funny coming from a toddler. I will say
it does not stop us from getting you to listen.
I love you so much Jack, I am flying high in the sky right now sad to be
away from you. But as usual I know you
are living each moment of your little life to the fullest while I am gone. Momma will be home tomorrow. I love you sweet boy.
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