Yep, it's been awhile. But I figure at this point I need to stop apologizing about that. Life happens, there we are. :)
But we are enjoying how our children are growing and changing, and I thought I should talk about our son for a bit as much has happened in his little life. One needs to write these things down before they're gone and my brain is rather sad that way these days.
Having had Chloe, Mark and I suddenly realized that our little boy wasn't a baby anymore himself. And he is more and more his own little person these days as he closes in on 2 years old. 2!!
I don't know where he gets all the energy he has, but he can put the Energizer bunny to shame. He must always be doing something, either with hands or feet, or both. Sometimes his mouth gets involved, which can really gross his Mummy out. Happily I intercepted the snail guts before they made it there, but it was a close thing. I can't say the same about the chalk and charcoal, but they don't gross me out quite as much. :)
He loves playing outside and has figured out how to get his wellies on himself. Well-- mostly. It's frequently one boot on and one boot off, and often the on boot is on the wrong foot. But it's easier to get around that way rather than wearing Daddy's shoes, which is something else he enjoys doing. He cuts quite a figure in his shirt, diaper and Daddy shoes. I should take the time to mention here that he frequently de-pants's himself, thus why I didn't mention them.
He is also getting very stealthy for a boy. I came out to the dining room one day to discover I had left the key in the sideboard. He had pulled out five martini glasses and placed them on the dining room table before I heard anything. No breaks either!
He likes to 'read' books now and will pull out all of them and read them to Chloe. Or 'sing' from the hymnal. He'll pull it off the shelf every day at some point and sit on the couch 'singing' for awhile. I love that. He enjoys having a sister and gives her what we like to call 'extreme brothering'. But it is really sweet, if a bit vigorous. Chloe can laugh now, and Colin is realizing that she finds him very funny. His growling is particularly funny to her, which is good as he does it frequently.
He is starting to talk finally and we love the way that is developing. He says 'bye bye' to folks as well as inanimate objects and is able to say 'mummy', 'daddy', 'car', 'Choe', 'light', 'night night', and 'yeah'. There is probably more, but we're not as clear on it. He apparently is and will often chat away to us while nodding sagely.
He isn't a particularly cuddly child, but he does like to show affection and Mark and I will often get a random leg hug from behind, before he dashes off to the next major thing on his agenda, probably dvd stacking. Or I'll be leaning over his crib to tuck the sheet in and I will receive pats on the back while I do so. He likes to hug Chloe as well, but we have to monitor that one as his idea of hugging her is to squeeze as tightly as possible. :)
He is quite musical already. As mentioned, he likes to 'sing'. But he'll also dance to any ad jingle he finds catchy as well as music we play or sing. He's got quite the moves. Well, if he was in the 1960s he'd have quite the moves. :)
He won't sit still often. So we treasure the times (usually after he's just woken from his nap or right before bedtime) when he'll sit on our laps and listen to stories or watch Warner bros. cartoons with us. And we can hold that little body firmly and rub our cheeks on his curly hair and hold his small hands in ours and play with his toes.
Because I look at my short son in his winter jacket and joy in the park, and think how fleeting these moments are. That one day soon he won't be so short. That I won't be able to sit him on my lap for cuddles. That I can't kiss a bump better or protect him from some hurts. That I won't be holding his small hand as we go up stairs or cross the street. That he will tower over me and start shaving. It's hard to think that he will leave us one day. But that is how God made things and it is good. So it's equally good for me to remember that and treasure these moments now.
I'm pretty tired these days and yes, Colin causes that frequently. But I am also frequently reminded by him, of how precious our time together is.
And so I'm writing it down. I'm not doing so as artfully as I'd like, but if I wait for that, I won't get it done. :) I love my little guy. Just thought you all should get a small slice of why.
