Somebody just turned 20 months old. Any idea who?
That's right! It's this guy!!
Happy 20 Months to my super sweet little man! I can't believe you'll be TWO YEARS OLD in only four short months! You are such a fun boy and bring so much joy and laughter to your daddy and I. You are walking perfectly, except for the occasional parking lot fall (although I think that's because you have some secret agenda to hold onto that boo-boo on your right knee and prevent it from ever healing). You are learning more and more each day and continue to surprise us at what you know. You love quietly flipping through books when your sister is otherwise occupied or away from home. Your jabbering is becoming quite hilarious these days! I know you're so close and will start busting out complete sentences before we know it! See what I mean?
We're still working on expanding your palate to enjoy foods other than bananas, breads and cheddar cheese, and it's been a bit of a challenge! Mommy's trying to eliminate processed foods from our diet but you just haven't found a love for any fruit other than bananas, and let's not even mention vegetables! I hope this a phase you'll grow out of, although I thought that same thing when your sister would only eat PB&Js when she was younger (and unfortunately that's still her favorite, although she's broadened her tastes and will try new things... sometimes).
Your temper started out being pretty cute and somewhat comical, but now I'm not so sure. I don't understand why you get so very upset when mommy or daddy tell you "no," and I definitely don't think it's necessary to find the nearest surface (coffee table, couch, wall, oven door, refrigerator door, dishwasher, cabinet, sliding glass door, dresser, entertainment center, ottoman, etc.) to pound with your hands and your head. I gotta think that's a pretty painful way to react to being told not to throw your snack on the floor... Anyway, I certainly don't blame you for your little quirks and think after all you've been through, you're welcome to throw a tantrum or two every now and then (did you catch that? one or two... every now and then... not every day!). :)
Sweet Chasey-poo, I love you more than I can express and I'm so grateful that God has blessed us with 20 amazing months with you, to get to know you and love you more and more with each passing day. I can't fathom why God chooses to take some sweet ones home while giving us the incredible fortune of having you by our side. That is one question I'll be sure to ask God when I get to Heaven. All I know is to be grateful. To shower you with love and affection. To care for you the very best way we know how. And to enjoy each and every second with you because we know we're not promised tomorrow.
Happy 20 months, sweet boy! I love you bunches!!!