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Roughly 4yrs, 7 months ago I joined a message board for expectant mothers due in September. I never expected to get much out of it. Some fun chatting, some answers to questions I had during a very stressful and confusing time for me. And maybe a friendship or two that would never last more than a couple months.

Instead I met some amazing women. I found some incredible friendships that have, for some, been going on over 4 years strong. Friendships I can see lasting for years to come. Several women I have had the blessing to meet face to face. Others I have just simply talked on the phone with, chatted online with; while I wait for the day that I will finally get to meet this amazing person that has been there for me. I feel lucky.

I am lucky.

So to my amazing friends who read my blog and will see this, Thank you. For being there. Thank you.

I decided that I needed to update my ravelry stash and project photos. So while taking photos of the yarn, Skyler decided to jump in and get in on the action.

I love my sweet booger butt.

Saturday, we spent a few hours at the zoo with some wonderful friends.

And I got over my fear of fingering weight yarn and took the plunge to knit a shawl.

I’ve more than doubled my progress since taking this photo this morning.

And today we spent a few hours outside, in the blistering heat & scorching sun. Splashing and swimming in the pool.

what a wonderful weekend it was.

I’m trying to figure out when I told Skyler he could grow up. Who really wants their baby, their small toddler… to grow out of that phase. And how long does it take us to realize that our baby is no longer a baby.

It hit me today. Hit me hard that my baby is no longer a baby. Hell, he’s no longer a small toddler anymore. He’s holding conversation, recognizing true human emotion, pushing his independence and has caught on to the fact that he is wrapped around my little finger.

How else would he know that when he wants to go to the movie store, all he has to do is look at me with his big blue eyes and ask ever so politely “Can we go to the movie store? Pretty please with a cherry on top???” with his little hands put together in a begging sort of manner. And when I tell him before bed that I am going downstairs to get him some water, all he has to do is ask even more politely “I go down-a-stairs with you? Can I?”.

Holy crap, the cuteness is overwhelming!

Then there are the times that he knows he did something wrong and he looks at me with those irresistible blue eyes and tells me in the sweetest voice imaginable “I’m sorry mommy” and follows it with a hug. He’s learning to follow directions and do as I ask, even if he doesn’t want to.

He’s not perfect. He throws an insane amount of temper tantrums. He knows how to push my buttons. He knows how easy it is to set me off and for some odd reason he enjoys this. He has quite the temper and attitude himself, but then I remember that he’s a toddler. Not a small toddler, but a bigger toddler, not quite a child. A toddler who instinctively knows that he has to test his limits to learn.

Pretty soon he’s going to be a child, and after that he certainly won’t be my baby anymore.

That thought certainly has me in tears….

I love him and his “helmet”. Which is a really a Titan’s chip party bowl. It was found in a cupboard and now he pretends he is a football player. He spent the whole day asking me to “Play football me??” and to “tackle me”.

At definitely gives me something to smile about.

Skyler refused to go to sleep last night till 11:30pm. He wanted to lay in my bed and snuggle with me. I, of course, wasn’t ready for bed, so I let him lay on the couch (in complete darkness) in hopes that he was going to fall asleep. He didn’t. Instead we talked.

S- I’m scared mommy.
M- Scared of what?
S- Monsters. Monsters gonna get me.
M- Monsters aren’t going to get you. I won’t let them. The Backyardigans are also going to snuggle with you and keep the monsters away.
S- No. Mommy keep monsters away.

I love him.

I’m almost done with the camo longies. Just one more pant leg to knit up, knit together the crotch and sew up the elastic in the waistband, and I’m done. Next project will probably be a blue and white pair of newborn/3 months longies. I have some really soft wool yarn that will be perfect.

I love….

….how every night Skyler goes to sleep snuggling a book. Yesus forbid he snuggles his stuffed animals.
….how every WEEKDAY morning he yells at me that he wants to sleep. “Light off!” he demands. Too bad he won’t sleep in on the weekends.
….when I pick him up from daycare and I’m greeted with not one, not two, not three, but FOUR (aren’t I lucky?) hugs around my legs and 1 amazing smile that I can’t wipe off his face. He’s always so glad to see me and so sad to leave daycare.
….how he offers me his bottle of water (really it’s mine) and when I turn down the offer, gets an angry look in his eyes and yells at me until I take a drink. I guess I was thirsty ;)
….the way he loves to snuggle while watching Wonderpets and the way he loves to dance while watching Backyardigans.
….the way he sings along while we are watching Wonderpets.
….how sweet, smart and amazing my wonderful little boy is.
….every moment I have with Skyler. He is my world.

Skyler,

You have been two for a little over a month now and I have to honestly say that I’m having more fun each and everyday. You are such an incredible little boy and so far being two has lived up to it’s expectations and surpassed them.

It’s amazing how much more you are talking. New words and phrases that you pick up daily. From saying ‘please’ & ‘thank you’ to singing along with the Backyardigans and Wonderpets. I told myself to despise the tv when you were so little, but now I’ve learned to choose the right programs because some shows do have their benefits. It’s so nice that you have your favorite shows to dance and sing along with. I get an even bigger tickle when you ask for Spiderman so politely. Your personality is starting to shine brighter than I could have ever thought possible.

Even more exciting is the fact that you are rocking the potty training! I know it will be some time before you tell me that you have to go potty, so I try to keep a close eye on the clock knowing when you last went and I’m thankful that you seem to be on a pretty regular schedule. I’m even more thankful for the days that I go without changing a diaper because I know that’s one step closer to wearing big boy underpants.

Skyler, you still have your terrible two moments, but I wouldn’t change you for anything.
Thank you for being such a wonderful and amazing little boy.
And have I mentioned how your smile just brightens my day?

He’s been making me laugh when I need it most. He makes silly faces and loves to laugh and smile. He doesn’t give smiles for anything or anybody, so every smile and every laugh I manage out of him is incredibly special.

He loves to play and wrestle and finds everything I do so hilarious. From building beds out of blocks for his stuffed animals to tossing him up in the air when we are outside. He had me lay down on the floor and then proceeded to cover me with blocks until I sat up quickly and roaring at him. That one had him falling on the floor because he was laughing so hard.

He loves snuggles at times when I need snuggles the most. He runs to me and gives me a huge hug around the legs when I arrive at his daycare. Then lets go to retrieve his stuffed lovey only to come back to me and give me another hug. He then grabs my hand and waves “bye bye” at his friends and to tell them “Bye Bye! See you morrow!”.

He shares his food with me and shares his paci at bedtime. He always wants me to lay down in his bed but settles for his giraffe and bear when I tell him that it’s not mommy’s bedtime just yet. It the morning I get a huge smile and a “Hi Mommy!” to start my day with.

I could go on and on to express how much I love him and how much joy he brings into my world. Or I could post a picture that expresses that and so much more. I love you Skyler. 2 is going to be an incredible age for you. It’s going to be an incredible year. We will live it well.

Things I don’t want to forget.

I’m stealing this idea from the completely aMAYSing Sarah.

This morning Skyler wanted to pick out what shirt to wear. I held him in my arms while I sorted through each of his shirts that was hung in the closet. The first one he looks at, puts his finger to his mouth and goes “uum…… no”, second shirt – finger to the mouth – “umm…… um.. no”, third shirt – finger to the mouth – “umm….. uh huh!”

This scene set my day for me. I’m grateful for the mornings that are easy and relaxing. The mornings without temper tantrums. I’m grateful for sleeping all night and waking up to such a happy little boy.

And I’m grateful for such a fabulous day. A fabulous afternoon. An afternoon where a certain someone came up to me at work and greeted me. Where he flashed me his smile and asked me how my day had been. He doesn’t normally greet me in such a way. He didn’t even need anything. Just wanted to say ‘hello’. Have I mentioned that I’m actually looking forward to working on a Wednesday?