I feel like this month has been all about words. We’ve read so many books over the last few weeks - many of them we’ve read countless times. Your vocabulary seems to have exploded this month, too. Your sentences are growing longer. You have much more to say. I feel like we carry on full conversations now.
One of your favorite books to read is “Blue Hat, Green Hat.” In fact, you’ve mastered “reading” it to us! You read it with such gusto, you laugh at the end of each page. I know that you’re not reading words, but it amazes me how you remember how things go just by seeing the pictures.
You’ve become more affectionate towards Mommy and Daddy this month. You love to give out kisses, especially when I point to my cheek and ask if I can have a kiss right there. Over the last week or so, you’ve even been asking for another kiss from each of us while we’re putting you to bed. While it totally melts my heart each time I hear it, sometimes I wonder if you’re only asking because you’re not quite ready to go to bed yet.
One afternoon, we were playing with your Choo-Choo-Thomas, when I said “Hey, Eli, Guess what?! I love you!” You laughed so hard and said, “No, Mommy, I wuv you!!” We argued back and forth on who loved who. It was one of the sweetest and cutest things you’ve ever said - and I didn’t even prompt you!!
This month, you figured out that you could push a chair up to the island table to see what Daddy (Or Even Mommy!!) is cooking. You love to watch us slice, chop, and mix things up. Usually, we’ll hear you say, “I see what Daddy doing” and then you’ll suddenly be right there. One afternoon, Daddy was cleaning off a rotisserie chicken, and you ate several pieces, right off the bone. You would have kept eating it, too, if I hadn’t made Daddy stop feeding you! Of course, once we sat down for dinner, you decided you were done with the chicken. You haven’t tried to eat any since.
I can’t believe you’re almost Two and a Half. It blows my mind when I think about everything that has happened since the day you were born. In a good way.
I wuv you, Buster Brown.
Love,
Mommy
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