This whole being a mom to a toddler thing is really growing on me. I keep expecting those "terrible twos" to show up but if this is the worst of it can you please be a toddler for a little while longer and then skip that whole moody I hate the world teenage phase that I know is coming in a few years? Yeah, because it is still MANY MANY years away and I'm already dreading that. (That could be your Grandma's fault though because she is ALWAYS reminding me of all the stupid stuff I did without my parents ever knowing about it at the time... and between you and me they still don't know the half of it and hopefully it stays that way!) Oh wait, for a second there I forgot who I was talking to. I was just joking, I was the model child. I got good grades and never ever ever ever got in any trouble and my room was ALWAYS clean. Oh and I did chores without ever being asked to do them... lots of chores. If your Grandparents ever tell you any different remember that they are almost senior citizens practically and their memory might not be so great anymore but the important thing is they love us LOTS!
Anyway, back to you. You such a little comedian and a performer. You are always hamming it up trying to get us to laugh. If you get one little laugh out of us you will keep doing whatever you are doing. If we are laughing then you will start to laugh and it is the greatest laugh from deep down in your belly and I think it is my favorite sound in the whole wide world... well maybe after "I love you Mommy," because I can never get tired of hearing that.
Our best days are the ones when we really have nothing planned and we just go with the flow. Tonight after dinner you asked if we could go outside. I was curious to see what you wanted to do so my barefoot feet followed yours. We ended up in our neighbors yard outside of their chicken coop (yes that is right, we live next door to chickens.) You squatted down and started talking "Hi chicken, Hi! Bok Bok Bok Chicken! Chicken, Hi!" When I told you it was time to go you politely told the chicken "night night chicken, bye bye!"
Through the whole "operation night night chicken" Jadie was right by your side. She is your little shadow and you can't go anywhere without her wanting to follow. Sometimes you get so annoyed by her being in your personal space that you will yell at her and tell her to go away or try and push her away but she always forgives you and always comes back to you. Sometimes it is hard to rememeber that she is still a dog and not a real live person. I am trying to teach you how to always treat her nicely and never tease her because I don't want her to ever snap at you out of a reflex of being hurt or teased by you.
One of your favotire books right now is "Snuggle Puppy" and it is a really sweet book about how much a little puppy is loved. The illistrations of the book show a Mommy Dog and her baby puppy baking cookies together. You always point our how the mommy and the baby are making cookies and now everything you come across must be labeled either as being a Mommy, a Daddy, or a baby (and I mean everything!) You always beg to make cookies all the time. Every once in a while as a special treat we will bake cookies together. You always sneak bites from the dough (you are so my kid) but you never want to eat a fully baked cookie.
Last night for the third night in a row you got out of your crib by yourself (even though the side of your crib was up this time) so we decided to go ahead and convert your crib into the toddler bed. I tried it first at nap time and you didn't stay in your bed but banged on your bedroom door asking for the side of your crib back. I put it back on and you went right to sleep. When you got up we made a big deal about you sleeping in your big boy bed and asked if you wanted to try it with the side off tonight. You said you did and you excitedly watched me convert it back to a toddler bed. We decided to let you stay up way past your normal bed time in hopes that you would be too tired to try and fight going to bed. I'm not sure if that plan worked or not.
When I put you in you bed it was almost 10:00. You were so excited to be getting in your big boy bed. We read stories, prayed, and then as I went to say good night you jumped out of your bed and told me to close the door (with me inside your room.) I closed the door and sat by your bed and rubbed your back and sang to you. After a few minutes I moved a few feet further away and kept doing that until I was at the door. You would randomly sit up to make sure I was still there. Finally I ended up going to the door and you instantly started coming up with things you needed "another kiss, a new blanket, your bear to move to the other side" so I got you situated and told you I would be right outside the door. At first you cried and ran to the door and banged on it but when I told you "I'm still here you calmed down." Ever few minutes you would call out "Mommy where are you?" in your tiniest little voice and I just wanted to run in there are pick you up.
When I would tell you "Mommy's still here" you would be satisfied with that answer just as I would think you were asleep you would ask again. I think you are finally sleep now. I'm almost scared to go to bed because I don't want you waking up in the middle of the night and expecting to her me answer "I'm still here!" Tomorrow I think the two of us are going to go out and do something FUN and exciting to celebrate your first night in your big boy bed.
Bugga, I love you to the moon and back,
Mommy
P.S. I'm always with you even if I don't hear me answer right away.
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