Soon I am going to have to start these letters with “Dear Little Boy” because you, my little punky? You are leaving babyhood in the dust. Every day you look and act more like a little kid. Sometimes, my heart swells so big with pride for all of the many things you have accomplished, and other times it shatters into a million pieces as I think about how fast the last 16 months have gone.
When you run through the house, not walk, but run with all of your might, you simply amaze me. Your tiny little feet move so fast, and you usually call out to whoever you are running towards. Mama? Dada? Luluuuu! Oh boy, I melt when I hear your little voice call out for me. I hope I never, ever forget the sound of your itty bitty 16 month old voice. You are not only calling out to us, but you also talk quite a bit now. You say baw (ball), gog (dog), deritis (there it is! using the perfect inflection to sound out the sentence.) chuck (truck), choo-choo (train) broooom-brooooom (that's the sound a car makes.) , book, duck, bah (bottle), baa (bath), bahbeee (baby), bye-bye, ummmmmmm (when you want a bite of food). down (when you want down or when you want to be picked up), and ohnooooooo (oh no. used in the place of uh-oh which you never say.)
You are quite a mischievous little guy. You like to explore and nose around into places you shouldn't be, like closets and cabinets, pulling things out quickly and tossing them over your shoulder without ever casting a backwards glance. You are an expert at making a mess. You love to unroll toilet paper, rip up tissues, and you've just recently started pouring out your milk. Usually if I tell you no, you will quickly stop what you are doing. You're quite a sensitive little fellow, and if my voice is even slightly raised you get very upset, curl your bottom lip, and cry. And of course, I immediately feel terrible for hurting your little feelings. Is it possible you've already figured out just how to get exactly what you want? I won't lie...you've got your Dad and I wrapped around your tiny finger.
It seems as though every day you do something new that completely astonishes me....even if it is something small. Like lately, you've been pulling out the kitchen chair, climbing onto it, and sitting like a big boy. You love to do that when I am working in the kitchen....washing dishes or cooking. You sit up so tall, watching me, grinning to yourself in satisfaction that you found your way onto the creaky antique seat.
You still love to hear songs, and have perfected all the motions to Itsy Bitsy Spider and Head & Shoulders, Knees and Toes. You can point to your head, ears, nose, belly button, and toes. You can impersonate a monkey. Eeee-Eeee-Eeeee. As always, you love bathtime and love to play with your fishies in the tub, as well as your new squirty trains.
You are a dancing fool. I have never seen anyone who loves to dance as much as you. Whenever a song comes on a commercial, or a tv show, or the stereo, I can rest assured that you are feeling the beat, and groovin' to the music. You have a few new moves this month, including spinning in place, which you sometimes do until you get dizzy and fall. The other night, your Dad and I were watching Mad Men, and you got so excited about the theme music, spinning and dancing, dancing and spinning, until you fell down right in the middle of the rug. Dancing is hard work.
At your checkup this month, you weighed 25.6 lbs (50th %ile) and you were 32 inches tall (75th%ile). You have started to get four new teeth since last month, the largest ones to date, your one year molars. They've given you quite a bit of trouble, and early in the month they interrupted your good sleeping habits. Nothing could console you, except for crawling into our warm bed, and curling up beside me for the rest of the night. Of course, we let you...but only a couple of times. You have been eating very well this month, and you really enjoy dinner time. You sit perched up in your booster seat at the dining room table, right in the middle of your dad and I's conversations, eating veggies and fruits like a big boy. Your favorites this month are green beans, potatoes, macaroni&cheese, carrots, and bananas.
If I could use one word to define your personality this month, it would be loving. You have become the MOST affectionate little guy. You love to run up to me and your dad when we are standing up, wrapping your little arms around our legs and squeeze us tight. You love to sit beside me when we watch television, snuggling as close as you can. Sometimes we're even lucky enough to receive a "kiss", which is really just an open mouth slobber against our cheek.
When I lay you down to sleep at night, you sigh, roll over onto your belly and drift off. As I stand over your crib, watching you as you sleep, I pray that your nights will always be this peaceful and sweet, that you will always feel safe, and that you will always have people around you who love you.
You give everyone so much joy, laughter, and love. You give my life so much meaning.
While I am sometimes sad that you are no longer the tiny baby that I cradled in my arms, I am so proud of the sweet little boy you are becoming. I don’t care how big you get, how many words you say, or how many milestones you leave in the dust, you will always be my baby boy. I will always love you just as much as i love you today.