A new year. A fresh start. Although my life today doesn't seem different from yesterday, 'last year,' for some reason the whole 'new year' thing always feels like a fresh start. When I look forward to 2012, I am so excited with all that I know it will bring. And, I know the Lord has much more in store for us in 2012, both the good and the bad, than I even know. I am ready. Bring it on, 2012. Here we come.
I am getting really weepy about how big my boy is getting, and afraid I am going to forget this age when he's the next year older, much like I hardly remember him last year, and so on and so forth. I don't keep a journal, so whatever I blog is the extent of what I have recorded. So, I'm going to try my hardiest darndiest to post something every day. A story. A sentence. A picture. Whatever. Something. I am not saying "I will do it", because I'm setting myself up for failure.
I know how life goes. Life happens. It gets busier and busier. We have good days. We have bad days. I am about to start tax season so I will work much longer days the days I do go in. My niece will be arriving. Three friends and a cousin are having babies this spring. Lot's happening. BUT, I'm going to try.
So, without more babbling, I am posting, Post #1. January 1, 2012.
When we started 2012
Dearest Caden,
When we started 2012, here are some of the things you are doing that come to my mind. I will treasure every day between now & the day I have to see what you're like the last day of 2012. Here goes :).
"Sankoowelcome." How you say thank you for everything. You take care of your "Thank you" part, and my "You're welcome" part. And you are so good about saying it. So polite.
You use this high-pitched voice sometimes that is so darn cute. For example, we went to breakfast with 'the gang' for New Years today, and Chuck asked you if you wanted to go home with them. You smiled, looked at me & said, "Momma too??" in that voice. Ugh. So cute.
You love to dance. And you are bossy about dance parties. If I am supposed to be clapping & daddy is supposed to be jumping, or whatever, you be sure and tell us what to do.
You love to cuddle us at night. When we put you to bed, you'll put your cute little arm around are neck and say, "I hold you". So cute. And you give me kisses. And rub my cheek and talk to me while we lay there. You are precious.
"Ya kay." Another favorite phrase of mine you use right now. Caden, are you okay? "Ya, kay." Caden, we need to go to the bedroom now, you need to come with me. "Ya, kay."
"Talking piggy." You love Charlotte's Web and this is what you say for that movie. It is also what you say for Ham in the Toy Story Movies.
Ah, "Toy Story." You say it so cute. You say it a lot. It's all you want to watch most the time. You play with your Toy Story characters constantly.
"Milky". Your favorite drink right now.
"Beebee two". You are obsessed with your binkie. Lord help me you won't be when we close out this year. And you always want at least two. One to put in your mouth and one to rub on your cheek.....and the pillow........and the wall........and your hair..........and mommy's hair.......and everywhere. You are kinda strange like that, haha.
"Washy Deeches". You love to 'wash' dishes right now. You are constantly trying to pull a tall dining chair into the kitchen and up to the sink. You stand there for so long and play with the water and dishes. You love it.
Pretend. You have gotten really good at playing pretend lately. When you make stuff in your kitchen in the playroom you pretend to give mommy some, with a spoon, so carefully, and tell me it's hot. And I have to say "mmmmm" really intensley or you are irritated :).
You are Mr. Particular. You like things to be as they are supposed to be. Case in point, I moved an end table & lamp in the living room today, and you walked in the living room & it was the first thing you noticed. You pointed it out to me as if someone had broke in and I was unaware they moved things ;). Or, like when I put you to bed tonight, and I'd changed your pillowcase to a plain tan one, because your bedding was needing to be washed, and you got really upset. You went into your room to go to bed, and you ran over to your pillow "No piddy me, mama, trucks, no piddy!!" You were so upset your truck pillowcase wasn't on your pillow. Silly boy.
Anyhoo, I could go on and on but hopefully this is a pretty good picture of our little boy at the start of 2012. We love you, little man, happy new year!!