a letter to L as he turns two today:
Dear Sweet Boy,
I can’t believe that you’re two. The past two years since your birth have literally flown by, and I struggle to remember what life was like before your independent little self joined our family.
Your Daddy and I were talking earlier this week about you, and we realized that while we can really see your sense of independence flourishing in toddlerhood, you’ve always followed the beat of your own heart, ever since you were born. When you were only a few weeks old, you rolled from tummy to back, even though you weren’t “supposed” to do that until you were older. Once you started eating solid food, you’ve always eaten what you want, when you’re hungry. Most recently, if you want to read a book, you’ll select the one you want and refuse to read another book that you aren’t interested in (even though it may have been your favorite book yesterday). You tell us what you want to eat for breakfast – usually, you want Frosted Flakes with milk, but you’ll be sure to let us know (typically by a very vocal “no” voiced with attitude) if that entree is not cutting it that day.
To celebrate who you are at this very moment, we’re taking you swimming today. You love playing in the water and exploring the pool with your Daddy, and Mama loves to take pictures of you splashing and having fun. We’re throwing you an Elmo Spaghetti birthday party tomorrow at our house, since your two most favorite things in the world (besides your green monkey, Gus) are Elmo and your Daddy’s homemade spaghetti. We’re so excited to celebrate your little self with our friends and family who love you so so much!
Oh Lionel Conner, we love you to the moon and back, and back and forth again and again.
Mama (and Daddy)