The other day Oscar went over to a kitchen drawer full of plastic containers and can coolers, grabbed a coozie and brought it to me so I could put it on his sippy cup. Clearly the boy spent the weekend with his Daddy.
I’m not complaining. I had a great time in Asheville and the boys had a great time at home. IN fact, it was pretty darn cute. But what I realized is that my little boy is 20 months old. That means in just 4 short months he will be TWO.
I will have a 2 year old.
Let that sink in for a minute while I go grab a beer.
I don’t know how I feel about this massive milestone, but thankfully I have some time to adjust. Oscar is amazing and watching him grow is just about my favorite thing in the world.
He is an excellent communicator. Honestly, there are very few times that he can’t somehow let me know what he wants either with words or gestures or a combination of the two. He is very consistent, much like his dad and I like to think I can read them both pretty well. Sure we have had a meltdown here or there, but so far we have been really blessed.
I can’t get him to eat a single vegetable anymore. Not even purees. I tried to go back to baby food vegetables thinking maybe it was a texture thing but he is onto me there. We just tried low sodium V8 and he actually loved his “juice” so maybe we are onto something! And we mix them with yogurt and so far that is also working. I hate to think I am doomed to a life of sneaky cooking, but for now I am rolling with it.
It’s like I have this little man who knows what he wants. We have 3 dvds of the Wiggles. Sometimes we will hit play and he dances and has a great time. Other times he immediately breaks down crying OTHER ONE OTHER ONE! until we find the one he wants. On the one hand I feel silly caving to his demands, but then I really wouldn’t want to watch the same show every morning either. I pick my battles.
The gym is IN. Oscar still cries a bit when I drop him off at the nursery but he gets over it pretty quickly. I know these things because I have spies. Also I lurk around the corner sometimes just out of site. I love that he loves me but mama needs her exercise. I also love that Oscar says “esh-ah-shize” every time we walk in the doors.
We have a pretty amazing toddler on our hands. He keeps me busy but whenever I feel stressed I know I can lay in the middle of the floor and he will come running over to pile up and snuggle.
And I LOVE to snuggle.