Two Years
Today is Thanksgiving and my little one just turned two years old and I have so much to be thankful for. From hearing his little voice looking for me "Daddy......R U?" and when he did find me, "Daddy...c'mere" as he reaches his tiny hand out for mine to lead me into our bedroom so that we can dance to the music mommy was playing for all of us. So I'm thankful that I get to dance with my son. The little smirk on his face and the moves he was throwing out there are something I hope I never forget.
Tonight was a late night for Christian because he missed his nap even though Julie and I tried a few times to put him down. He closed his eyes for 10 minutes in the truck and was back to full power.....until the third quarter of the Cowboy game when he came to the sofa, climbed up on me and slept on my shoulder for the rest of the game. So when we got home we played, wrestled and read books until 10pm. One book he has is an animal book. He'll point to every animal and ask (even though he knows the answer already) "Isit?" So we played the "isit" game for a good half hour before daddy couldn't take anymore. He is a sponge though and will remember everything you teach him. Right now he's a little voice recorder, repeating everything you say, or at least the last word you say. This comes in handy when we want him to say goodbye to the grandparents or store clerks. They think it's sweet.
He is speaking spanish now! Can I take the credit? Julie? Nope. The credit goes to Dora the Explorer and Go Diego Go. Diego is his favorite cartoon at the moment (we've gone from Baby Einstien, to the Backyardigans, to Elmo, to Dora, to Diego). That show does a good job teaching both languages. Out of the blue one day Christian and I were around the breakfast table and he's looking at something on the floor and just starts "Uno, Dos, Tres, Quatro, Cinco......" I was floored. He honestly doesn't watch that much TV (mommy is pretty strict about that). He's just a fast learner.
We had his birthday party on Saturday the 17th at the park where my mom lives. The weather was bad. It was gray and drizzly the whole time, but everyone showed up and it was a lot of fun. Christian loves playing with his cousins and there were a lot of other friends there as well. Julie did awesome job finding games, jumping castles, food, even filling up the pool with water by filling up an ice chest with water, pouring into the pool at the park and then going back to mom's for more water. We had a pinata for the kids and my nephew David only got the chocolate cars wrapped in Nascar foil. Who let the redneck into the family? Opening presents was a serious downnote for Christian. He'd open one present and want to play with it, so that when we gave him another to open, he started crying because we had to take the one he just opened away. He's ok now. Barely.
Tonight was a late night for Christian because he missed his nap even though Julie and I tried a few times to put him down. He closed his eyes for 10 minutes in the truck and was back to full power.....until the third quarter of the Cowboy game when he came to the sofa, climbed up on me and slept on my shoulder for the rest of the game. So when we got home we played, wrestled and read books until 10pm. One book he has is an animal book. He'll point to every animal and ask (even though he knows the answer already) "Isit?" So we played the "isit" game for a good half hour before daddy couldn't take anymore. He is a sponge though and will remember everything you teach him. Right now he's a little voice recorder, repeating everything you say, or at least the last word you say. This comes in handy when we want him to say goodbye to the grandparents or store clerks. They think it's sweet.
He is speaking spanish now! Can I take the credit? Julie? Nope. The credit goes to Dora the Explorer and Go Diego Go. Diego is his favorite cartoon at the moment (we've gone from Baby Einstien, to the Backyardigans, to Elmo, to Dora, to Diego). That show does a good job teaching both languages. Out of the blue one day Christian and I were around the breakfast table and he's looking at something on the floor and just starts "Uno, Dos, Tres, Quatro, Cinco......" I was floored. He honestly doesn't watch that much TV (mommy is pretty strict about that). He's just a fast learner.
We had his birthday party on Saturday the 17th at the park where my mom lives. The weather was bad. It was gray and drizzly the whole time, but everyone showed up and it was a lot of fun. Christian loves playing with his cousins and there were a lot of other friends there as well. Julie did awesome job finding games, jumping castles, food, even filling up the pool with water by filling up an ice chest with water, pouring into the pool at the park and then going back to mom's for more water. We had a pinata for the kids and my nephew David only got the chocolate cars wrapped in Nascar foil. Who let the redneck into the family? Opening presents was a serious downnote for Christian. He'd open one present and want to play with it, so that when we gave him another to open, he started crying because we had to take the one he just opened away. He's ok now. Barely.
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