My protector

You are my laundry helper. Today you escorted me to the laundry room. Since my hands were full, you carried the Dryel bag. You insisted that I walk behind you so that you could protect me from bad guys. Apparently our apartment complex is full of evil men that steal dirty laundry and lavender vanilla laundry detergent. As we walked, you checked every turn to keep me safe.

Seriously serious

Tonight you fought going to bed, as usual, but chose a new tactic. You started yelling, "This is serious mommy!" and "I can't believe you!" 

I am in for some very difficult teenage years. 

Oh my darling

So my love, I am now your full time, stay at home companion. No more working, just all Thomas all the time. I am beyond excited to have the chance to be with you every day. Our poor Michael is working a second job to make it work, but we're both committed to giving you the best possible start in life. 

We've been working on sort of a lax pre-preschool curriculum, but it's basically just been a workbook so far. Now I'm planning a more formal preschool curriculum for us to work on. You're so smart, so I'm sure we'll do well. You already love doing "school" and homework. It's the only thing I can use as a reason to get off your bike and come inside when it's starting to get dark and cold.

Ambi what?

You, my boy, are ambidextrous. You refuse to choose a primary side and seem to switch back and forth at will. Your grandmothers (and great-grandmothers) have been laying bets since birth, but I think you will continue to refuse to be pigeon holed. You're just like that. So you paint, write, eat, and even throw with either hand with no real discernible difference. We shall see if you ever choose a side.

Here is a gratuitous shot of us... just cuz I love it when you make this face.

Words I love

Polkadots = Polkanuts

Banana = Big-banna

Rebecca = Bebecca

Little = Widdle

Great minds think alike

This morning you woke up and were bouncing off the walls. When I asked if you need some toast you said, "That is a great idea mommy!" Always nice to have your approval.

Mommy, stay with me...

Oh doodle bug, you break my heart some mornings. I hate leaving you to go to work. Especially on mornings when you grab my hand and say, "Mommy, I just want you to stay with me." I wish I didn't have to work to provide for you. You deserve to have your mommy home with you during the day, but at least right now you have my sister. Becky stays with you all day. You love to chase her around and go on long butterfly walks with her. You have always been two peas in a pod and are oddly similar.

 

As far as the way your brain works, you are all me. But you have Becky's same mix of bravery and fear as well as her chatterbox tendencies. You both have winning personalities and turn on the charm at odd moments, like in a grocery store checkout line.

 

So doodle, I would love to be home with you right now. But rest assured that no matter where I am or who I am with, my mind is always on you. The second I found out you were growing inside of me, my entire existence wrapped itself around you. You are the center of my universe and I wouldn't have it any other way. I just wish I could spend my days with you right in front of me instead of just carried around in my heart.