I be two

Ask KJ how old he is and he will be glad to tell you “I be two” while working hard to try to hold up just the right number of fingers. Our little man turned two almost two weeks ago and while we definitely celebrated (a couple of times), the important day went by unrecognized in the blogging world…sorry, buddy. I’m sure more of the “terrible twos” may be headed our way, but for now I love having a two-year-old (most days). He comes up with the funniest things to say and do and we are always laughing. Yesterday I was taking a rare opportunity to lay in his bed with him while he was going to sleep for his nap. All of a sudden he rolled over, held my face with his two little hands and very urgently declared “i want pancakes…ok, mommy? Pancakes. Ok!” What a funny boy! Another of my recent favorites- We were all 4 in KJ’s room one afternoon. RRL and I were talking or something and not completely paying attention to the boys. Suddenly we heard “ride, ride, ride”. C-bug was laying on his stomach and KJ had straddled him, was holding on to the back of C’s shirt collar and going for a ride. Oh, what a mess.

Here are a few pictures from our recent bday celebrations.

Peanut,

On your second birthday, I want you to know that you are such a joy to your Daddy and me. We love the way you always make us laugh, are ever ready to smother us with hugs and kisses, and how you are quick to apologize when you know you have hurt us. Your baby brother already looks up to you and adores you. It is amazing to see how he watches everything you do and can pick you out in a room. So many others love you, too, friends and family alike. When you walk through the doors at church, more people recognize you than they do your Mommy and Daddy. As your little blond head prances down the halls and you show us “this way, that way” to go to class you leave a trail of smiles. One of my favorite things about your birthday party was how you displayed such pure joy at every single present anyone gave you…each was your very favorite. You seemed to know, already, how to show your gratitude and make the giver feel so appreciated. I am already praying that you will always bring that same sunshine and joy with you wherever you go and that you will never grow too old to use your gifts to make others feel welcomed and loved.

You are learning so much right now. I love that you light up when you count or say your ABC’s or spell your name. It cracks us up when you tell us “Mommy name is A____, Daddy name is R____”. It is not enough to see a truck, you like to know exactly what kind it is and that makes me smile (and also brush up on my construction trucks knowledge). I love that when we go the park to climb and run and play you come home sweaty, dirty and smelling like a little boy. You tell us all the time that you can do it “by self” as you climb to the tallest slide or eat your favorite foods or brush your own teeth. And indeed there are more and more things that you can do all by yourself now than you could one year ago.

As I think about the year coming between now and your third birthday, I know you have a lot more to learn. We’re working on listening and obeying on the “first time”. Sharing with friends and especially your baby brother are going to continue to be tough lessons to learn. And who could forget that we’ve still got potty training ahead of us! Above all, though, I pray you will continue to learn more about our sweet Jesus. I love to hear you tell about Jesus riding on the donkey or to tell me you are ready to go to class to learn about Jesus. I love to hear you pray “Thank you God for this day” and recite the things you are thankful for. It is so special to me to hear you sing “God is so good” and other songs you’ve learned in chapel. Your sweet voice singing about Jesus nearly brings me to tears. But baby boy there is so much more to know about Him. Thank you for being such an inspiration to me to want to learn more about Him, too. Your Daddy and I can’t wait until the day that you accept the Jesus you are learning about as your personal Lord and Savior.

Thank you, KJ, for all you do for our family, for the joy that you are and for the way you make me want to be so much more.

I love you,

Mommy