
Dear Elliott,
Today you turn twenty four months old. TWENTY FOUR! I can’t believe you are a 2 year old. You are no longer my baby, but my little toddler.
Well, you know what, you may not technically be a baby any more – but you will always be MY baby!
Your vocal skills continue to amaze me and this past month has seen a whirlwind of words and sounds. There’s no point in me listing all of the words that you say now because there are just so many.
You have even starting putting words together, saying mini sentences such as “mama cup” and “mo fwies peeeeeeas!”. Damn it, I love you. You are adorable.
I know that every mother thinks her kid is the cutest kid on the planet, but seriously – I mean, come on now. YOU ARE TOTALLY THE CUTEST KID ON THE PLANET.
You are still not a big fan of vegetables, but we will continue to try feeding them to you. Last week you ate an entire raw pepper (cut into strips, of course) all by yourself and got upset when it was gone.
Cooked peppers, though – no way. You will feed them to Buddy when we’re not looking. That dog will eat anything. Did I tell you he ate a ball of lint, yesterday?
I really do believe that the only way we’re going to be able to get you to eat your veggies is to smother them in ice cream.
At the end of June, we took you up north for the first time. Grandma Howard and some of your great-aunts and uncles own a bunch of cottages up there and so we took you to check them out. The 3 hour car ride went surprisingly well (meaning, you slept the entire ride there since we left after your bed time).
You spent the first morning at the cottage in the water. Never have I seen you so focused – so adamant about doing one particular thing over and over again, for what seemed like eternity. Eventually, I gave up trying to keep you and your clean clothes out of the lake and let you splash around. Your perfectly dry diaper swelled up so much that it eventually started to fall off – but we just let you play. You were having such a great time.
You loved pointing out all of the BOATS! and TRAINS! and TRUCKS! that you saw up north. Every time you saw one of those things, you would shriek in excitement and make sure that everyone around you noticed the same thing you just did.
“Look at that BOAT! Isn’t it AWESOME?!”
One of the cutest things you’ve started doing this month is showing interest in calling your Grandpa. You will point at the phone and say “Papa! Papa!” and you will NOT give up until I let you talk to him on the phone. All you do is blah blah blah and throw some random words like “poo poo” and “story” into the conversation, but I know that your Grandpa just loves it.
You’ve really taken a liking to chalk this year. We let you colour on the sidewalk and the front porch and you get so into it. You pretty much just draw a bunch of lines here and there, but you are so proud of yourself and that makes me smile. Especially when you draw on the front porch railing and tell me it is a “pretty mess”. *sigh* Are you going to be this cute forever? Because I don’t think I could handle that much cuteness.
Tonight we are going to celebrate another wonderful year with you by indulging in your favourite treat (and your mommy’s and daddy’s, too) – CHOCOLATE! Chocolate cake, that is. I can’t wait to smoosh it in your face and listen to you giggle.
I love you, pumpkin. Happy birthday.
Love,
Mama
































