The Birthday

Kyle's second birthday... what a special time for us. We even took the time to teach him the word two so when you asked him how old he was he could tell you "two". Although sometimes he would say "fwee" and then he would giggle that silly little giggle that he has... Silly kid.

I had to work that day, but I managed to squeeze some time off early to come home for cake and ice cream. Unfortunatley, Jacob was sick that day and I had to keep him home from school so when I arrived home, he had gone down for a bit of a nap or maybe bed time... but he wasn't himself. Poor Kyle, we didn't want him to think that we had forgotten his birthday... but he was only two so I didn't think he would remember if we decided to have his cake the next day... but then Jacob woke up and decided we needed to have cake... so we did.

Everything appeared to be great..... at least until it was time for bed... then it happened.

Kyle was laying kind of "on" me. (As he still sleeps with Mark and I). I thought this was really sweet... "My baby, loving his mommy on his birthday" and it gave me a chance to just snuggle him close... so sweet.

Then

He began to cry...

and cry...

maybe he had to poop (we thought as he has been struggling with this)

but then

we got our answer....

he lifted his head, looked at me and puked - all over me - all over my face, my hair, my glasses, my pajamas... he just let it go...

I guess he didn't like being two...

The Best Thank You

As I was calming the house down for the night, it was time to get Jacob into the shower before bed. He took a "hurry-up shower" as he likes to call them... he didn't want to miss any of the Power Rangers he had been watching.

After his shower, we picked out his pajamas and he got himself dressed. After which I said to him "Thank you for taking such a great quick shower tonight buddy". After all, it is so nice to have that part of the evening go smoothly. He looked up at me and said "And thank you for being the nicest Mommy."

So sweet... melted my heart.

Time Flies and Children Grow

As I sit here tonight and review my blog, I realize how sad it is that I haven't taken the time I have needed to record every memory of my children over the last 6 months.

There are so many stories I know I shared along the way with others... i swore I record every word so I would not forget. I forgot.

I am amazed as I read back at the stories of Jacob. He is so big now. In kindegarten and growing so much every day. How I wish I would have taken 5 minutes out of each day to write down the funny things he has done. He is still my little Monkey Man.

At night, he and i lay in his bed, read bedtime stories and then say our prayers. Each night, he prays to "King God" (as he calls him) and he thanks him for the wonderful day he had, asks Him to please let him have a fun day tomorrow, asks for "wishdom" to remember the things his teacher tells him, and then tells Him how he loves his mommy and daddy. It is really a sweet thing. Some nights he says some really sweet things... I wish I could remember them all now.

Time goes by so fast and our children grow so quickly. It saddens me that I have failed to record these precious memories.