Monday, March 7, 2011

He's two..

And he is so embracing being two... we completely skipped the terrible 2's with Deacon... and Zac, being the overachiever he is, wants to show us what life is like with a terrible two toddler.  But honestly, most of the time I think his over the top behavior is pretty funny... I think mostly because he's always been that spunky little red head with the firey personality... so the terrible 2's just allow us to put a name to the behavior- and it makes me feel better to say something like, "Oh, you know what they say about 2 year olds!"- when he's frantically throwing stuff out of the grocery cart in a fit of panic because the groceries are too close to him... little do people know, he's been doing this since he was able to physically pick something up from the cart- and up until a few days ago I just had to smile sheepishly and do my best to "discipline" Zac (which is a joke in and of itself...).

Zachary- not a day goes by when you don't bring a smile to my face... you are full of life and have the biggest personality of most babies I know.  You are truly one of those children who have had the same personality and behaviors since before you were born... when I was pregnant with you I spent a good portion of my pregnancy miserably uncomfortable because of your kicking, shoving, and moving- and funny thing is that you still do those things when you're being snuggled too closely... or you don't want to be touched... or you're just being "you."  As a baby everything is done on your terms... and still is.  You can be the most lovable, snuggly little boy around... and minutes later you're looking at us like we're insane for holding you too close.  You are head strong and I love that about you... you were the biggest surprise of my life- and as cheesy as it sounds, you continue surprising me daily.  Before you, I thought I knew everything about being a mom... which is laughable considering that before you I only had one baby... but it's true.  I see myself in you every single day... you are the child Nana (my mom) warned me about- and I love it.  I have a hard time admitting that you're not a little baby anymore... I see all the "big boy" things you're doing, and I am so proud of you- but you're still my baby boy... and hopefully by the time you're going to kindergarten I'm able to admit you're not so much an infant anymore.

So here's a glimpse of you at two...
~ you refer to Deacon as "bubby" all the time... and you either adore him or you're yelling at him- there is often very little "middle ground" with you and your bubby.  the two of you couldn't be more different if you tried... but you want so badly to be doing the things he's doing- and you really do look up to him.

~ you're still stranger phobic if you think I'm leaving you... but if you feel secure that I'm not going anywhere, you're starting to really love the attention that a stranger can give you.  you say "hi" and wave to almost everyone we pass... which is something most kids have done for a while now- but up until this point you have been pretty terrified of strangers.  you love going out to eat- not because it means good food, but because you get to run around the restaurant and say "hi" to tons of people... and they think you are pretty cute and funny... which just encourages you more.

~ you love to sing and dance... which is very unlike Deacon.  most nights you sing yourself to sleep by singing a combination of "twinkle twinkle" and the "abc song"- you'll start off with one and finish with the other... the melody being the same seems to throw you off, LOL.  you also love to sing the "happy birthday" song.

~ reading books is also a favorite of yours... your current favorites include "hand hand fingers thumb" (which you call the "dum dum" book) and a book about things you find around the house (which you call the "vacuum" book).

~ you love to watch Yo Gabba Gabba, anything with Elmo and Cookie Monster, Dora and Scooby Doo (thanks to your brother).

~ you're still addicted to your paci (as you call it, your "bye"- which I have no clue why you call it that, but it's what you've used since you were able to talk)... and it doesn't seem to be affecting your speech at all...

I love you more than anything my baby boy... Happy Birthday.

1 comment:

Lisa B. said...

I love the progress of photos! Everybody says it - but it really is crazy how fast they grow up! I love looking back at all of our Photos of Phoenix when we was a baby! It's hard to believe he's 2 already!