Sticks and Stars

My two year old talks so much. I have no idea at what level he should be speaking (and frankly, I don’t care, he’s speaking a hell of a lot more than his brother was at this age, and that’s enough for me) but he uses tons and tons of sentences and is really good at communicating what he wants and needs and how he feels. One thing I adore in particular (which does not at all relate to what he wants, needs, or feels) is how he doesn’t call me “Mama” but instead calls me “Mom Mom.” Last night, after a long and tiring day on a number of fronts, when I was tiredly nursing him down and trying not to express my impatience with his constant desire to jump up and play instead of peacefully falling asleep, he stopped nursing, flung himself onto his back and said, “Mom Mom, I yuv you,” for the very first time.

Everybody say it with me: Awwwwwww!

I adore my little two year old. He is pure sweetness and joy with only a hint of mischievousness. Okay…maybe more than a hint, but even in the midst of feeling frustrated when he gleefully kicks and kicks while I try to put pants on him or when he runs away in the midst of a diaper change, I still see the sweetness and joy. He’s just happy, that’s all.

I’m finding that, at least when it comes to my boys, two year olds are infinitely easier than five year olds, but my five year old brings his own sweet adorableness. One thing I want to be sure to write down lest I forget as the years pass is his love of the word “lobby.” A while back we read Beverly Cleary’s The Mouse and the Motorcycle, which takes place in a hotel. I think this might have been the first time my son heard the word lobby and when I read it he interrupted me and said, incredulously, “The lobby?!?” And then burst out laughing. He thinks it is the funniest word he has ever heard and any utterance of it immediately reduces him to fits of giggles. Even now, months later, when the word casually comes up in some random context, he stops everything and shouts, “the lobby!!!” and dies laughing. It is so adorably funny to watch him be so greatly amused by something that is amusing just to his own little individual self. I loving seeing that evidence of his personality every time it happens.

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