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Amazement, part two.

A couple months ago, Max kept saying his truck is stuck.  He would find a place anywhere he was when playing with his trucks and they would be 'stuck'.  I thought, 'aw, how cute. how creative.'  Well come to find out its a book they've been reading at school. 

So last week we got home from our day and Max wanted to play outside, and who am I to say no??  I went out to check on him and I find this...

1. He's riding his bike.

2. He put his new book in the basket.

3.  And his truck is stuck.

Over the weekend, Max has figured out that if there is something on the kitchen counter that he wants, he pushes a chair over to the counter and helps himself.  Many of donut were consumed without my consent.  Tonight, as we were on our way out to the library for storytime, I find him ...

This kid simply amazes me what he is learning every day. I am so lucky to be a witness to these awesome transformations.  This is one part of motherhood that I had no idea how awesome it would be, no matter who told me. 

Because it is really. awesome.

Amazement.

a·maze·ment  (-mzmnt)

n.

1. A state of extreme surprise or wonder; astonishment.

2. Obsolete Bewilderment; perplexity.

 

It seems as of late I am in a constant state of amazement.  Watching, experiencing, enjoying both Max and Theo.  Each day they do something new that simply amazes me.  Each day they are becoming more independent.  Each day they are becoming more of themselves.  Each day they are expanding their brains and demonstrating what they learn.  I honestly cant get enough of it.

 

Today, the boys are at school because The Wretched Stomach Bug of 2012 has made its way to Grandma and Ginga.  So I went down at lunch to check on them.  Theo was on the floor with the play mat swinging his arms, kicking his legs, talking, laughing, happy. 

Max was finishing up lunch.  When I peeked in the room all the kids were topless.  I was all, 'WHAT??', then I looked at the lunch menu.  Pasta.  Ok, smart move teachers! 

 

But it was SO cute to see all of them topless.  Then they were instructed to go get their shirts and bring them to the teacher.  I watched Max walk to his cot, pick up his shirt and start heading towards the teacher all the while talking with his friend, nearby cot-mate. 

What amazes me about this event.  Max knows what to do.  Max knows he has to take his shirt off for pasta day.  Max knows that his shirt has to be on his cot during lunch.  Max knows that he has to get his shirt after lunch and bring it to the teacher. 

 

And he's two. 

 

Amazing.

 

Simply amazing. 

 

I love this kid. 

Three Months.

Dear Theo,

You are three months old now, well have been for a couple of weeks.  I'm sorry this is late.  But this has been the story of my life since your arrival.  I am not complaining in the least bit you see, before you and your brother were here, I was uptight and rigid about schedules.  I relaxed a bit when your brother arrived.  And since your arrival, well, I cant say I am all 'go-with-the-flow', but I am most certainly much better about just doing what I can, forgetting about the little insignificant things.

I just cant get over how cute you are.  I cant get over that smile, it makes my heart melt.

At three months:
-you started school, going three days a week, and love it.  You love watching the other kids.

-you still eat an enormous amount of food - well not really, but you still like your food.  You especially love bananas.

-you transitioned from cooing to flat out right talking.  Of course there are no words, but you love to hear your voice.

-you had found your hands last month, always holding them out in front of you.  Well, this month they are in your mouth.

-you are doing super with your tummy time, a task that you hated up until recently.  You are strong.

-your hair still stands straight up off the top of your head.  This mohawk is not going away any time soon. (and I love that!)

-you love the water.  You absolutely love taking baths, even with your brother's help.

-you are just simply happy.

I say this every month, and I did so with your brother, I am so so blessed to have you.  You are fitting into our family perfectly.  I imagine that you and your brother will be the best of friends, getting along famously (and not, as siblings do).

I look forward to each and every day with you.  I sometimes feel as if I am not able to give you as much attention as you deserve and will hold you a bit longer before you go to bed, or let you sleep in my bed next to me just so that you know I am here with you.

Thank you little boy for being just who you are.
I love you.

Love,
Mama

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And we cant say, 'your hands are always in your mouth' without proof, now can we??

Labor Day Weekend.

We went up to the Lake Geneva, Lake Delavan Wisconsin area for Labor Day weekend.  We tagged along with Grandma + Ginga, as they went to a family wedding.  It was a good weekend. 

 



photo by grandma





photo by grandma



photo by grandma



photo by grandma



Theo's First Day of School.

Theo started school this past week.  He did great.  I meant to take pictures on his first day, but I had a hard time getting out of the house, and everything that could go wrong, went wrong that morning.  So here are pictures from Friday.  A much better day. 

(and in case he asks when he is older...these pictures are from his first day of school.  Okay??)

 

(you can see my reflection in the mirror...oh lovely, ruined a perfectly good picture of him sticking his tongue out!)