I taught the two year old Sunday school class, and I know what happens now. We've jumped on a train with a one-way ticket to Kidsville. The place where chubby cheeked toddlers turn into preschoolers. Kids come into the class only kind of talking, not knowing how to sit down in a circle...and they leave carrying on conversations about what they like and don't like and reminding you when story time starts...and let me tell you. It's a slippery slope. The kids I taught are now in SCHOOL. Because I BLINKED.
So I thought the first birthday was just a special case, but maybe it will always be tough for me. Watching my little man make his way into the big world where I can protect him less and less.
And I have to keep reminding myself that this guy here, he's got two parents who love and pray for him to find his way. And that's a lot.
I think this is a good time to end the monthly updates. From now on I'll just post when he does something I want to remember (as if I don't want to remember it all).
So here's what he's been up to lately...
"Gus help!" is what he says when he wants to do something himself (it is the antithesis of "Mama help!"). And lately there are more and more things he wants to do himself. And there are more and more things he can do himself. He gets himself set up in his chair for meals now. And if there's something on the bar counter that he wants, he goes to the bathroom and gets his step stool from the sink, drags it out to the kitchen and climbs up.
He laughs when we laugh and pronounces things funny. Including himself. "I'm funny me," he told us recently.
His Aunt Michelle came to visit the week before his birthday and taught him to say "delicious" about his food. So now he takes his first bite and declares "delicious!"
His favorite activity of all time is sitting in the driver's seat of a car. "Daddy car? Okay!" he asks incessantly. He could play there for hours, turning on the hazard lights, blasting the heater, starting and stopping the windshield wipers.
One of my favorite things he's started doing is being interested in other people. "Who this?" he asks when he doesn't know another person's name. He remembers his little friends and sometimes asks about them. If one kid showed an interest in a particular type of toy, he'll remember that the next time he sees that toy. I hope he continues to be interested in others.
The morning of his birthday I said "Gus, it's your birthday today!" And he responded "Cake?"
Happy second birthday to our cheeky possum.
I think this is a good time to end the monthly updates. From now on I'll just post when he does something I want to remember (as if I don't want to remember it all).
So here's what he's been up to lately..."Gus help!" is what he says when he wants to do something himself (it is the antithesis of "Mama help!"). And lately there are more and more things he wants to do himself. And there are more and more things he can do himself. He gets himself set up in his chair for meals now. And if there's something on the bar counter that he wants, he goes to the bathroom and gets his step stool from the sink, drags it out to the kitchen and climbs up.
He laughs when we laugh and pronounces things funny. Including himself. "I'm funny me," he told us recently.
His Aunt Michelle came to visit the week before his birthday and taught him to say "delicious" about his food. So now he takes his first bite and declares "delicious!"
His favorite activity of all time is sitting in the driver's seat of a car. "Daddy car? Okay!" he asks incessantly. He could play there for hours, turning on the hazard lights, blasting the heater, starting and stopping the windshield wipers.
One of my favorite things he's started doing is being interested in other people. "Who this?" he asks when he doesn't know another person's name. He remembers his little friends and sometimes asks about them. If one kid showed an interest in a particular type of toy, he'll remember that the next time he sees that toy. I hope he continues to be interested in others.
The morning of his birthday I said "Gus, it's your birthday today!" And he responded "Cake?"
Happy second birthday to our cheeky possum.
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