Two {and a half.}

At the end of the month he's going to be two and a half.  I feel like I've blinked and he's grown into a little man.  Every single day is something new.  Every day an adventure through his eyes.  And the things he's absorbing are unreal.  Tonight, he counted {loudly in the middle of Panera} to Fir(Thir)-teen for Dougie, try shhhhhing and laughing at the same time, it's not as easy as it might appear.  Sometimes I don't know where things come from or where his thought process is, but figuring it out is half the fun because the connections he is making are obscure and often hilarious.

It has really been my pleasure to be his Mama, getting to witness and record this peek into his life. Getting hugs each morning and being able to snuggle him up for an afternoon nap are truly highlights of my day. Remind me of this when we have the hard days and when he is fourteen and hates me, for I know it's coming.

But for now, I'll just hold on to two {and a half.}