Goodness, by the time I sit down to write to you again, you will be TWO years old! Two!
You are growing leaps and bounds both physically and verbally every day. One of my favorite things you do is jump. You and I'll count "1-2-3-jump" together, and then you bend at the knees, throw your arms back, swing them forward, and THROW them up in the air. And then your feet leave the ground by about 1 millimeter. It cracks me up every. single. time. you do it. Although it's not as much fun lately, because you can actually get off the ground.
You think you are so cool, because you have learned to walk up and down the stairs without holding onto anything. Yes, that's right. You sometimes refuse my hand or the railing. It makes me nervous, and of course, I hover right behind you. And you shoo me away. I can't promise to not hover again, but I am trying to give you wings. It's just so hard - I want to protect you from everything.
Your language has absolutely exploded recently. You consistently use 2-3 word sentences. You probably have 100+ words in your vocabulary. You even know about 50 signs from your favorite Baby Einstein video. It's amazing to watch this all happen. Actually, it's amazing to watch you learn all this. I'm simply amazed by you every day.
One of the things I have to tell you in writing, lest we forget, is your new bedtime routine. You are addicted to the book "Goodnight Moon." It's one of my least favorites, but for some reason, you just love it. You used to let me read it to you before bed, but now you just want to sleep with it and one other book. So, after you're ready to go to sleep, I lay you in your crib. You lay down your two dolls, crumple up your blanket and stuff it on top of them, and then put the pillow on top of the blanket, smashing it down to make sure it doesn't move. Then you lay down on it, and I place your books on your thighs, right side up in a perfect pile. And you lay perfectly still, so as to not disturb the books. And then you go to sleep. You move all over throughout the night, but as soon as you wake up, you resume the same position. If we didn't have a video monitor for you, we'd honestly think you didn't move all night!
I must also tell you that you love Barney right now. Your father and I hate Barney. When you are old enough to understand how annoying that show is, I am going to repay you for the endless Barney watching. If I don't let you go to prom or some other equally mean mom move, you remember how you tortured us with Barney.
Every time you hit a new age, I think it is my favorite age. And I think to myself, "How can it get any better? This age is so fun!" And I finally realized, it;'s not because each new age is actually my favorite age. It's because I am enjoying every single second of watching you grow, of being your mother, of being blessed with you in my life. It just gets better every day. I love you, Mommy
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